While I was away in San Francisco (on which, a bit more later), Maeryn has realized that: paper is white, the walls are white, and therefore: walls are paper.
oh no
I just can't help believing, though believing sees me cursed…
While I was away in San Francisco (on which, a bit more later), Maeryn has realized that: paper is white, the walls are white, and therefore: walls are paper.
oh no