Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence
and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are ."
-Sting
I loved you Anjelina, they took you and I will not forgive that...
you saspiralla, and I saspirella
vanilla vanella
chocolate strawberry
let's call the whole thing of
but oh if we call the whole thing of
then we must part
and oh, if we ever part,
then that might break my heart..."
You ever meet the right mix of trouble and love? her name is Brighid, my love and one of the three best art thieves on earth. Most nights I don't know whether to kiss her or run her in. I never even know when she will show up or what manner of mess she will bring behind her. All I do know is I love her, chaos and all.
She is my heart in danger and I hope Ineer have to learn what it is to miss her more than a little. Now, if I can just figure out who is chasin her this week...
She don't want no diamond ring
She don't want to drive my car
She won't let me go that far
She don't like the way I look
She don't like the things I cook
She don't like the way I play
She don't like the things I say
But oh, the games we play
She's too good for me
She's too good for me..."
Callasandra Pembroke. My little English lady. She comes off like either the most spoiled child you would ever want to run across or a beautiful, shy waif that you want to protect. Her fits of temper are legendary and Lord, is she capable of playing games.Under all of this craziness is just someone who wants to belong to someone and someplace. She does...I only hope that she realizes it.