i'm_here_because_i_want_to_be_here raze i saw a highway on a hill that shouldn't have been there. i idled my engine and felt nothing aside from the heat of being born. i'm not named for sand and city fruit. not yet. maybe i head south with the sounds i've made. it'll probably seem like a sad state of grace. when i go in the morning, there'll be no one to trade my story with. 260513 what's it to you? who go blather from