
When a person does aggravate like a plaguing itch, acceptance is no matter. —
Sian Lavinia Anais Valeriana

This world today makes one by the day a recluse —
Sian Lavinia Anais Valeriana

I do love through trial and error, in fact I confess I would die for this beastly terror —
Sian Lavinia Anais Valeriana

Absinthe now, absent never —
Sian Lavinia Anais Valeriana

Love is indeed its own hallucinogenic affecting the mind, heart and mood —
Sian Lavinia Anais Valeriana