~⁠♪♡.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡◍✧⁠*⁠。*.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍✧⁠*.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡♪~ To be, or not to be? That is the question- Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them? To die, to sleep- No more and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished! To die, to sleep.