Raegen -

I'm a cheerfully morbid person with strange habits and silly quirks. Volleyball makes up most of my days, squeezing in reading, school, and sleeping when it works out. I'm a recent fifteen year old who dreams of college on the East coast and working towards education of people in India as soon as I've completed my own. Although my style tends to shy from complete hipster, I tend to love the music the trend brought. Vintage, but not quite "you've probably never heard of it before" stuff just catches my attention. I guess you could say I'm fairly predictable, and I couldn't deny it. But aren't we all a little bit that way?


She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!