mind_numbing raze there's something happening inside my head. they think it's a tumour. i think it's a brain — a real hunk of hatred that i'm grudgingly grateful for. it sinks into the sound as something i've grown, something i've known. i coil. i fuse with fright. i imagine people are a lot like ocean waters. none of them have much of substance to say, but this is the group you're given. make the most of it. 260908 what's it to you? who go blather from