One day I will get over how you can make every poem so very colorful, even when you take a more muted approach to it, and how it makes me want to just sit here and reread it all.
Today is still not that day.
Lumi: they stand no chance against the JAG SAFETY BLANKET
You, who have all the passion for life that I have not? You, who can love and hate with a violence impossible to me? Why you are as elemental as fire and wind and wild things... — Gone With the Wind
