Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments.
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

--Shakespeare, sonnet 116

THEYRE PLAYING NINJA OMFG. i miss playing ninja in high school :(

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I want this to be my wedding cake….except I want the rims of the petals to be airbrushed like maroon or something :)

I want this to be my wedding cake….except I want the rims of the petals to be airbrushed like maroon or something :)

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