In amidst the sea of cries
Flow muted, homely tears.
While humbling in her parents’ eyes,
In hers’ burn pensive fears.
Now shall she grow to womanhood,
She’ll find she worries, as she should.
Why shun the demons she should meet,
When bitter lives are bittersweet?
Originally Posted by Aimeeee
FrozenChaos703: I AM ONE INCH TALLER THAN THE MIDGET IN MY CLASS. D:
FrozenChaos703: I have a kitty named Peaches.
FrozenChaos703: She can stand on my boobs.
FrozenChaos703: Without falling.