April
3 May 2009
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of
All the world 's a stage, and all the men and women merely players
So wise so young, they say, do never live long
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one g
I AM HAWWT AND I CANT SLEEP (Y) 02.20 WE LUFE MUSIC!
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