What beauty is I know not though it adheres to many things.
Sane judgment abhors nothing so much as a picture perpetrated with no...
I feel by posing for Playboy I've discovered my own sexuality and beauty and...
I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old his coat worn his cloak was out at the elbows the water passed through his shoes - and the stars through his soul.