Internet is like a time loop … how the hours are lost listening and watching the same stuff over and over again is beyond…
::A Song of Eternal Wait::
Across the wild velvet moor, when delicate bluebells yawn near crystal rill, a belle sings, on each bright summer morn. humming songs of eternal…
::While my guitar gently weeps::
Memories of yesterdays, whisper softly, tingling like a waft of familiar fragrance lost in timeless space. The songs we composed for long winding road…
::Wednesday Random Rants::
These days eating an apple is not meant to keep doctors away, but Testers away … I sincerely hope that this would become a…