Oh shoot! When you mention that, I suppose I forgot to include 1 more country.
Sorry, it's incorrect. Now, the time is 5.47pm.
Wanna give one more try? ;)
Ahah! Guess my gut feelings always right all the time. Call it sixth sense or premonition XD
My aunt doesn't believe me when I pointed out, that now most of Indonesian teens on anime/something related to it.
And you...are one of them. I simply offer you praise not offense in here (guess I can't be indirect with my compliment)
I'll do it later...(hopefully, when nothings disturb me).
Why, thank you~
I never really mean insult though.
Look, I misspell my previous post. Suppose to be direct. Well, whatever. My grammar sucks and I know it XD (I barely just pass it)
A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?