Originally this blog was a spot for my angst. I don't actually get a lot of that. However, after creating a fantastic layout, if I do say so myself, I feel like it's going to waste.
Well, I didn't create the layout, I came up with the header and the little side thingy and anyway! Back to what I was saying.
I kind of would love to continue using this for other things, but I have no idea what to post here.
Suggestions? (I'm looking at you!)
Monday, May 25, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
I wish- More than anything
Once upon a time there was a girl who hated sonnets.
The end.
Should I compare you to anything, dear?
Would it flatter you to hear me compose?
Or would, perhaps, it too banal appear,
Seeming my love prosaic as a rose?
If I were to compare thee, however
It would be to a star or to a lark
Or, I assure you, darling, I endeavor
For perchance the last moment before dark
But all these things seem far too contrasting
To a resplendent beauty such as thee
Because these things are forever lasting
And your radiance is fleeting, you see
But compare you shall I not, my dearest
For shall you to my heart remain nearest
The end.
Should I compare you to anything, dear?
Would it flatter you to hear me compose?
Or would, perhaps, it too banal appear,
Seeming my love prosaic as a rose?
If I were to compare thee, however
It would be to a star or to a lark
Or, I assure you, darling, I endeavor
For perchance the last moment before dark
But all these things seem far too contrasting
To a resplendent beauty such as thee
Because these things are forever lasting
And your radiance is fleeting, you see
But compare you shall I not, my dearest
For shall you to my heart remain nearest
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