My thoughts are minutes

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me;
For now hath time made me his numbering clock:
My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar
Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,
Whereto my finger, like a dial’s point,
Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.
Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is
Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart,
Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans
Show minutes, times, and hours.
~William Shakespeare~

Styling Details:
– Gown: Virtue dress by lassitude & ennui available @ The Secret Affair
– Jewellery: ‘Sylvan’ Jewellery-silver leaves by Eclectica
– Hairstyle: .:EMO-tions:. * TARIEL*