The official support for Windows 10 will come to an end soon (Oct 2025) But I die also don't wanna upgrade to Windows 11, gonna hang in there till the Windows 12 release (hopefully it will be better)
Friends and liars don't wait for me 'Cause I'll get on all by myself I put millions of miles under my heels And still too close to you, I feel. I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway I am not your carpet ride, I am the sky I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning I am not your autumn moon, I am the night.
There is a store in my home town called "Normal". They have a mascot which is just a dude that thinks he's unique and hates the normal store for being too cheap and normal In the store is a section with asian food. Noodles and stuff like that. And the mascot dude says "I like asia because they are not normal". Is that racist? To say asians are not normal. I dunno if that's racist or not
In the realm of Royals, where pixels hold sway, Dwells a silent manipulator, cloaked in grey. They call him J, the serpent's hiss, A player of deceit in the gamers' abyss. A guild's camaraderie, he feigns to possess, Siphoning secrets, causing distress. Like a crafty fox, with sheep's disguise, In every guild, he silently lies. His whispers echo through Discord's halls, Among trusted allies, he sets up falls. A harvester of discord, seller of lies, In the shadows of Royals, the snitch J lies. He's a puppeteer, pulling at strings, Of hundreds of guilds, a bell he rings. Ban after ban, his treachery reveals, No evidence, yet their fate he seals. Like a wolf amidst lambs, he's hard to detect, His innocence, a cunning act, perfect. Yet the irony lies, in his selective deceit, When a friend errs, he reserves defeat. Six perfect weapons, a deal underhand, Yet not a whisper from J, it's hard to understand. Perhaps some spoils to maintain his guise, To keep his secrets, to collect his prize. In Royals' world, a cautionary tale unfolds, Beware the sheep in wolf's clothes, be bold. For in the labyrinth of pixels and bytes, There lurks a snitch, who never fights. J, the master of this digital weave, Sows discord, only to deceive. So, gamers, heed this tale of woe, In Royals, trust not the shadow.