for a fee of course.
but inside me nonetheless.
whenever i feel bogged down by the sheer weight of indentured servitude to society, i come back here. this is where i can look on in pride at the insane number of you that keep flocking to this crap fueled lamp like a bunch of grotesque moths. you all help me breathe... well, not literally. at the moment, i am very sick with bronquitis, so let's just say spiritually. you all fill my spirit with vomit scented wind and sparkles.
i love you guys. thought i should let you all know just in case i die from, you know, lack of oxygen. either way, we're all dying on the 21st., so YAY!