Damn it. Once again, problems with time and space and the need to re-write all your memories of September, just as we had to do
This is my cat. The bucket is mine too. This is my cat and my bucket in a bath. The bath is mine as well.
A bit of fun with this moving gif. It looks so spooky and real. But is it though?
So, as explained before, I am a paradox. I absolutely hate oldies. Old songs. Especially the same old same old oldies. And in order to
Yep. Sseeeeiinngg ddoouubblleess.
Ummm. Not sure what this could possibly mean. In the slightest. Not at all.