Blah
Blah blah blah.
Life is blah, sometimes.
And full of blah blah blah.
Just. Sayin'.
Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away. Naught may endure but Mutability.
Sooooo.....really, you might as well laugh.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home