I love the way you draw your eyebrows on!– No one ever
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sank chill on my brow— It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me,...
There are too many eye brow drawing, fake tan wearing, cake face pouting decepticons on the Internet.
About two years ago I witnessed something that changed my life. I was walking passed a seated family when I noticed that amongst them was a severely disabled young boy. The boy was evidently mentally disabled, was seated in a wheelchair and didn’t appear to have control over his arms or legs. The boy’s mother was feeding him while his sisters watched on, smiling and seemingly appreciative despite...
Daniel Romano - Time Forgot
Love ain’t a thing. Love is a verb.