in a daze

2/07/2006

<3

it's february, and we just watched sense & sensibility, what else would i write about? :P

SONNET 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


awww, my brother wants this shirt:
I'M NOT WITH STUPID [we just broke up]

posted by joanne - @ 8:33 pm