Lady of Shallott ↘
On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road runs by
To many-tower’d Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.Willows…
Excuse me, but……
what the fuck happened to Korn? I’m going back to Life Is Peachy.
My curfew was the street lights! My mom called my name, not my cell. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn’t eat what my mom cooked, then I didn’t eat. Sanitizer didn’t exist, but I COULD get my mouth washed out with soap. I rode a bike without a helmet, getting dirty was OK, and my neighbors looked out for me as much as my parents did. Reblog if you drank from a garden hose and survived!
