she brushes her midnight hair, with a grace that belongs to the moonlight, goddess of the eve, her voice the tolling of the bells, i am but a peasant, unfit for her company, yet she welcomes it, and we dance
OddnSuspicious: so what happend with you and sam anyway OddnSuspicious: i thought you guys like broke up or something BatmanNRS: no id be in like pj's and a bathrobe eating icecream and crying for days