What a wonderful miracle if only we could look through each other's eyes for an instant.
Thoreau
tHeReS gOoD aNd EvIl iN EaCh InDiViDuAl fIrE, iDeNtIfIeS nEeDs AnD fEeDs OuR dEsIrEs.
I had a dream that my friend had a
strong-bad pop up book,
it was the book of my dreams.
What a wonderful miracle if only we could look through each other's eyes for an instant.
Thoreau
AAARRRGGGHHH!!! My giant stick broke!!! In two!!! My stick broke in two!!!
I had a dream that my friend had a
strong-bad pop up book,
it was the book of my dreams.
I can't be evil; I'm wearing pink.