Now, the really materialistic and high-maintenance will want tangible, permanent ones, but I'd gladly settle for beads of that wonderful substance of life. Apparently, Cleopatra smashed pearls and downed that fine powder in a wine to preserve her youth. In another matter of speaking, I'm probably downing more pearls that Cleopatra ever had the wealth to buy.
Um...Oh, so today in English, our little corner discussed reactions for finding out at that moment we were pregnant (since it was three girls and a guy). Besides being shocked beyond all belief (I was on my period about three weeks ago, probably close to ovulation), I thought about the dream James told me about yesterday. At any rate, I would be heartbroken. I would really want to keep it, but that would mean I'd have to give up a lot of my future for the kid.
Eh, done. Whatever.
-Back to Reading Bad Romance
Scarlet Bloodmoon
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fun, btw i have some freshwater if interested
I'm too far down in the gutter to decide if that was a normal or suggestive offer...
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