Kill me with spites

Slightly amusing in my boredom:
|:( = "I am displeased with my unibrow."
ALOT
'Truth..or BRICK'




Did I tell anyone? My bro did order the sigma makeup brushes, even though the exchange rate still isn't that great, oh and our new (second hand) printer came, because Michael got free toners somehow but they weren't compatible with our old printer.
And these toners cost $80+ so $90 for another printer is actually saving us money instead of having to buy more toners.

The House of Bernarda Alba..oh yes I spend my studying weekend photoshopping :)






I wish I composed the photos better, but I didn't want the shutter to be going off excessively and detract from the mood.

Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all;

What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?

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Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows,

Kill me with spites yet we must not be foes.

-from Sonnet 40

Love Lisa.

Sonnet 145

Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate"
To me that languished for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:
"I hate" she altered with an end,
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heaven to hell is flown away.
"I hate" from hate away she threw,
And saved my life, saying "not you."

by William Shakespeare

I listened to all his sonnets, on repeat for a week in the summer holidays.

nor any other part

It is nor hand nor foot, nor arm nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man.

My very thought process is what I understand the least.
I emphasis, the way I speak. Every time a sound is uttered from me I regret it, I hate my voice, I hate my tones, nothing seems right.

There's too much I try to do, try to be, that in the end it all fails.