(no subject)

[teetheyes]

Vnthrifty louelineſſe why doſt thou ſpend,
Vpon thy ſelfe thy beauties legacy?
Natures bequeſt giues nothing but doth lend,
And being franck ſhe lends to thoſe are free:
Then beautious nigard why dooſt thou abuſe,
The bountious largeſſe giuen thee to giue?
Profitles vſerer why dooſt thou vſe
So great a ſumme of ſummes yet can'ſt not liue?
For hauing traffike with thy ſelfe alone,
Thou of thy ſelfe thy ſweet ſelfe doſt deceaue,
Then how when nature calls thee to be gone,
What acceptable Audit can'ſt thou leaue?

Thy vnuſ'd beauty muſt be tomb'd with thee,
Which vſed liues th'executor to be.

Chin up, bitter singles, even Shakespeare got pissed that Marlowe got ass.

Comments

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You succeeded with me.

[Has no right to say much more than that, but it's a thought right? Another kiss to his blond hair.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Good.

I don't want you to be another one of dimwitted little Blue's failures.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I don't know any dimwitted little Blues, just Blue.

[Pulling the covers up and holding him close.]

I'm not going to fail you either.

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I love you, Cori.

I really, really do.

[pulls the covers around himself and yawns]

Really.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

That means a lot to me, baby.

[ILU tokens spent! But Blue knows he does too, right? Another kiss.]

Oh yeah, Happy Valentine's Day.

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[he does!]

Oh, whatever.

[smirk, and a cuddle, before a snooze. And Cori is teddy-beared]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Jerk.

[Teddied! And he closes his eyes.]