I'm in the future. Like hundreds of years in the future. I've been dead for centuries.
Oh, lovely, you're a cheery one aren't you?
Oh, lovely, you're a cheery one aren't you?
Sunday, February 13
Ugh, Script Kiddies
Just go play in the traffic, will ya?
Just go play in the traffic, will ya?
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