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Death to the year is a birth to another How was yours: was it great or a colossal wreck? As for me, I was torn into a thousand pieces; and this...
My codes are as clean as my pickup lines but still ever since I set eyes on you, my mind has been on an infinite loop and my tongue an empty...
To understand JavaScript all I need is the console, a variable or may be a loop ...................................................... To retain ...
You got me up and running Like HTML — You're the skeleton on which My love was built I'm a reservoir of love; a gift Like one who was born in a...
