i_need_more_of_me_here raze it was a quiet day at home for me, and my body started trusting itself a little less. it stopped asking questions and sucked all senility out of its owner. it fits my face. that's the only thing i know. there were lots of insights, and my heavy hook broke them. i don't want to make like i was born out of good intentions. i want my daughters to steer clear of me. i want to stand up someone's ghost. i'm the lone sausage in a sea of snails. 250520 what's it to you? who go blather from