God is not here today, priest.
Man, I have to write this paper about Robert Frost by tomorrow. It only needs to be 300 words long but I'm stuck at like 200 and I can't think how to carry on.
I guess that this is the point where I just start bullshitting about poetic imagery.
Last edited by gunner_recall; 2011-10-25 at 01:50 AM.
It ain't your booty, it's your beauty.