"O that this too too sullied flesh . . .

would melt, thaw and resolve itself into a dew.

Or that the everlasting had not fixed his canon 'gainst self-slaughter."

I can safely say that I have memorized Hamlet's first soliloquoy.

Huzzah!

Oh Hamlet, teenage angst was never quite so poetic.

Last 4 photobooth pictures

My eye is très fucked up in the last one lol.

hi.

I hate first posts.