I had a good day today.
I feel like drawing and watching Sweeney Todd. This is a good thing.
(though I don't have the movie, ah well the soundtrack will suffice)
I leave with this, because William Blake is a fucking wonder c:
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.
A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
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Tristan: Duke, no matter what happens to us, I want you to remember one thing: in another few hours, the sun will rise.
Duke: What the f@#& does that mean?!
Tristan: I don't know but it's true!
I'm right and you're wrong. The Holy Muffin said so.
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god my spelling is getting worse and worse
and i dont really care.
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that's right.
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