HeyThereAether

Blind with blue, Deaf with sad, Dumb with blah, Numb with mad. In this part, of my heart Used to be A longing so nice, Full of glee, A perfect splice. But today, today, The crush ends this day. We seemed to be A match made in heaven But she stayed in heaven, And I fell to hell, Once more stuck in this eternal spell. Blind with blue, Deaf with sad, Dumb with blah, Numb with mad. I used to feel, So amorous, In a world so glamorous, But love was just a sham for us, And now I’m just falling. I used to feel, Such felicity, A blissful, peaceful simplicity, But this crush has ended more or less, And now I’m ju

My dearest, darling Author: I enjoyed reading your book, I really did. But there were some things that simply got on my nerves. Your need to tell me absolutely everything, as if every tiny detail were just so integral to the plot, was supremely annoying. I do not need to know a character's hair and eye color when I first meet them, or every detail down to the style of his buttons when he walks into a scene; I do not necessarily need to know what his lunch was or that he went bowling with the guys last Saturday and has been in the league for five years. Take for instance that scene on the veranda, where the one protagonist stepped up to the