its beautiful reminds me of something from the land of the fae that and this poem...

Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure: then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell;
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

-- John Donne

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Your ability to control your thoughts-treat it with respect. It's all that protects your mind from false perceptions-false to your nature, and that of all rational beings. -Marcus Aurelius Ceasar

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my boyfriend is fruity and nutritious

is a wonderful invention

i'm a white kitsuneko

you're an inspiration to thought and many other things whether you know it or not

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Your ability to control your thoughts-treat it with respect. It's all that protects your mind from false perceptions-false to your nature, and that of all rational beings. -Marcus Aurelius Ceasar

WOAH!!

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I say William Shakespeare had the right idea, put your passion in a poem that she won't hear.



and that's the reason why i still have my virginity-