raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: The jaws of darkness do devour it up
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Hospitality is making your guests feel at home, even if you wish they were
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: carnivorious hydrangeaceae
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: I define nothing. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Like a dog with a bone
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: follow the yellow bokeh road
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: We shall see that at which dogs howl in the dark, and that at which cats prick up their ears after midnight.
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: There is a time for departure even when there's no certain place to go
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Fiery colors begin their yearly conquest of the hills, propelled by the autumn winds. Fall is the artist.
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Is it departure time yet?
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: t minus thirty something
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: I feel like I should've brought posies with me
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: r e d n e r e s s n e s s
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: I will go down with this ship
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: M-o-o-n. That spells blood