All the bleep, bleep, bleeping, bleep…. Time. Nasty dirty dishes.. And people wonder why I am sad. It’s because the basic level of decency to help, to contribute, to care is not there.
Hail to the hyenas… One born every minute.
All the bleep, bleep, bleeping, bleep…. Time. Nasty dirty dishes.. And people wonder why I am sad. It’s because the basic level of decency to help, to contribute, to care is not there.
Hail to the hyenas… One born every minute.