Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. ( //
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[ neVER SHIP WITH ME I WILL BUG YOU CONSTANTLY WITH IDEAS AND HEADCANONS AND LITTLE SCENES I IMAGINE RIGHT BEFORE I FALL ASLEEP AND I WILL REBLOG PICTURES OF YOUR MUSE AND DRAW PICTURES OF OUR THREADS AND MAKE GIFSETS EVEN IF IT’S A CROSSOVER SHIP AND I WON’T STOP UNTIL YOU LIVE AND BREATHE THE SHIPS AS MUCH AS I DO AND WHEN I’M DONE YOU WILL FINALLY UNDERSTAND WHY SHIPS ARE NAMED AFTER PEOPLE ]
i keep wanting to roleplay mason --- but every time i get online i log out five minutes later because i don't know what to write; it's honestly so frustrating. I only have one muse and i don't know what to do! I wanna rp but I think I've had major writers block all summer... I haven't even rp'd this summer like I thought I would. All I can do is go back and read my old threads from when i used to do replies daily. i feel sad.
"Yeah, I'm positive --- they'll have to listen to me anyways because, I bought this place last night." He wasn't trying to fool her, he really had bought the place simply because he was bored and had leisure time on his hands, he'd probably just sell it again soon, but it gave him something to do.
”I’m not a k——-!” she began, but abruptly cut herself off once she realized how childish it’d sound. ”Are you sure? I have a feeling they’re going to ask me for ID. Do you not see how young I look?”
"Okayyy," hazel eyes move to the side before dilating slightly, and strong arms reach for the smaller girl in order to pick her up from the table, "I think it's time for you to take a nap or something, you're acting insane! Can't you cure your boredom by sleeping or watching TV like everyone else, Jen?" a small chuckle escaped Mason's lips as he sat her down, making sure she wouldn't fall. So maybe he treated her like a little kid or something sometimes, but he hoped she didn't mind.
The young brunette was at a public place, bored out of her mind. Just one glance, Jenny climbed onto the table, laying on her back and began doing the running man. She could hear a couple of murmurs and people taking a video, but she didn’t care. Then she turned her head a bit to see someone standing by her. “This is what I call boredom.”
Despite the randomness of the stranger sitting with him, and the question being asked; Mason still decided that he'd answer it, "No --- I think it's a quick way to make money if you need it. I don't really think it should be a life goal..but, it's not bad...they make great money. Cash comes quick when looks can kill."
Irritated, Katherine stormed into the coffee shop and immediately went to the counter to order a drink, before sitting down at the nearest table, facing the stranger across from her, not caring who it was at all. “Do you think stripping is a bad job?”