Less is not more…

I watch my old “friends” and aquitances get covered in stupid and sit on their asses burning their lives in vain.

Because the name of one of your dogs is important enough to get it forever across your chest, as a poor quality tatoo.

I don’t know if it’s out of despair, or it’s the fishtank syndrome, when a smaller tank gets placed into a bigger tank, but the fishes are so used to have the air on top, that they don’t even try to go to explore.