| Sorry I haven't updated forever..
**Newsflash** I got a myspace! 
I will still keep my xanga, but I'll probably be on myspace more often..
http://www.myspace.com/mydesire3130 |
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| Thoughts of you and how you changed me fill my mind
Without you where would I be
So even though I've tried to express my thanks
It never comes out how I hoped
I want to say so much more so with these simple words
I'll try
I love you
My heart is yours, only yours I long to give you all of me
My everything, My everything
God I never could repay you you gave everything
Without you where would I be
You still loved me even when I pushed you away
You stood there and waited
Till the day I'd return
Fitting for a True Love? |
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A group of us went over to Chelsea's for the big game.. Thanks for having us Chels!! After the win, we walked up to Brownsville in the freezing cold.. it was fine at first until people got a little crazy(not the ppl i was with, just random drunks) But overall, i had a blast!
if ya want, check out my pic site to see what went down..
http://community.webshots.com/user/MyDesire3132
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| Hey just wanted to let everyone know that I got a new picture site because I ran out of space in the other one.. haha!
I did just previously add more to the old one so it will definately stay up and running... http://community.webshots.com/user/MyDesire3130
but here's the new site! i'll be adding more as soon as i take some pics! http://community.webshots.com/user/MyDesire3132
as you can see, the names are very similar |
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| Okay so this might seem kinda weird because I was reading Hamlet for english and I came across a point that I absolutely loved! I never thought I'd become so interested in Shakespeare but this caught my attention. The version below is an easy version.. Speaking is Polonius to his daughter, Ophelia. Ophelia is in love with Hamlet. Polonius does not approve of Hamlet because of his age and his current situation- he is a Prince in line to be King.
I do know,
When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul
Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daughter,
Giving more light than heat,--extinct in both,
Even in their promise, as it is a-making,--
You must not take for fire. From this time
Be something scanter of your maiden presence;
Set your entreatments at a higher rate
Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet,
Believe so much in him, that he is young;
And with a larger tether may he walk
Than may be given you: in few, Ophelia,
Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers,--
Not of that dye which their investments show,
But mere implorators of unholy suits,
Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,
The better to beguile. This is for all.
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