watch in high quality
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All’s changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.
dont take that the wrong way. just happened to be reading yeats and it fit sorta.
If having a blog was outlawed, then all outlaws would be bloggers. a fallacy?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
dance you fucker
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12:48 PM