Rainy rainy day, perfect for sitting back with Colderidge:
The lovely lady, Christabel,
Whom her father loves so well
What makes her in the wood so late,
A furlong from the castle gate?
She had dreams all yesternight
of her own betrothed knight;
And she in the midnight wood will pray
For the weal of her lover that's far away.
Or maybe back to Rimbaud and thoughts of Ophelia to take the dread of going back to work.
The lovely lady, Christabel,
Whom her father loves so well
What makes her in the wood so late,
A furlong from the castle gate?
She had dreams all yesternight
of her own betrothed knight;
And she in the midnight wood will pray
For the weal of her lover that's far away.
Or maybe back to Rimbaud and thoughts of Ophelia to take the dread of going back to work.
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twitchmc02:
deacon and I are about to get really fuckin crazy
lindy:
hey, you giant A-hole! I am too a lady! You better keep your yap shut of I will post an explicit tell-all about your exploits 
and how you let people feel all up on you with their feet.
and how you let people feel all up on you with their feet.