Shakespeare; the only man I'd ever love.
My reasons to live Were my reasons to die But at least they were mine Now I've freedom unbound Cut the laces of life
Awareness is the enemy of sanity, for once you hear the screaming, it never stops.
If leeches ate peaches instead of my blood, then I would be free to drink tea in the mud!
He cried when I left, which I find to be standard male behavior.
Simply put, if you are a Wayward Victorian Girl, I'll find you.