#aylais

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me to like one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love rememberered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

so im thinking abt her. whatever

redid ayls talksprites bcoz she deserves it

-- Original poem credited to Steven Patrick Gaeler, written by his player.

When the tide comes rolling in Please be sure to send A blood moon for me A garland in the sea And if I don't make it home Wrap the jasmine 'round my bones Into the Surf, Foals (2019)

“Oh~??? I’ll allow it~ hehe, the pleasure is all mine.”

“I adoooooooreeee Lacrim!!! Oh, she’s shy and fearful on the outside but she is everything lovely on the inside. Incredible listener! Thoughtful! Sharp as a tack! Cute as a button! Heart as full and soft as a featherdown pillow! I only wish she could see herself the way I see her! And make more time for fun of course~ I do try to give her a space to relax and enjoy herself when she’ll take it.”