It just keeps going, doesn’t it?
Read MoreOnce again, I find myself hoist by a petard with my name on it, in the midst of another year for the fucking history books at only two months in.
Read MoreIt just keeps going, doesn’t it?
Read MoreOnce again, I find myself hoist by a petard with my name on it, in the midst of another year for the fucking history books at only two months in.
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