“I am become a sour woman, I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.”
★5731U★ Death from above '79★You're a woman, i'm a machinielsie ★ ✠ ★ Telkens weer een beetje sterven★ I was born in a winterstorm, i live there still★