How many times our languages have changedbut everything they describe is roughly the samelike there’s always hate, there’s sorrow and to liethere’s devastation and mercy yet rarely… Read more “Eggcorns nobody’s watching”
How many times our languages have changedbut everything they describe is roughly the samelike there’s always hate, there’s sorrow and to liethere’s devastation and mercy yet rarely… Read more “Eggcorns nobody’s watching”
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 