No inspiration. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing...
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead...
Nothing could be duller than this wobbly mass of consistent monotony and sheer boredom...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Pixies dance, while fairies weep On the boulevard of insatiable dreams... Magic and wonder is free to reap... Enchantment sets ye free...
No comments:
Post a Comment