dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Saturday, 8 September 2007
cinderella

Its raining, and I'm feeling reluctant to take any other public transport than a cab. This must be what it means by Rich Girl's whim.
I should stop doing it. I'm burning a hole in my wallet. =(

And Mr. Knight in well-polished armour (ahem), don't call me a princess. PLEASE.

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light