Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Telll me about this "Hand Made, British Colony, Hong Kong" pink purse. It has white and gold plastic lining. I'm thinking about putting it on eBay.
coool, I dont know if you put it up on ebay, it depnds, it mightve went for alot, or maybe not
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