Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
Aiiiigh...get off of me!!!!
*pushes you off and stands up quickly. Straightens her dress and jacket*
M'not to be tackled or pounced...I don't like that. -_-;;
Weirdo...*mutters as she wanders out*
But never doubt I love.
~Hamlet
~Hamlet