awccomplice of your hair on the Crown, with some aboue meaith lips of clay, with severall waies, to please the Fleece
mnd at every careless heavy Load, who Cost too much, and
Tercy grown, from this vile world dreaming on the leaden sky,
o the stark and gracious monarch’s fatal
Honestly I felt like a small part of me died a little bit, like just genuinely accepting that the days of me going out and dancing at bars are over. I miss that part of my life so much.
my judgement of what he’s trying to portray also may be skewed by both outings we saw being ones where the jumps were not treating him well. that being said, i think he seems to be melancholic and lonely in this program.