i don't know who i am
anymore
again
this is not A Bad Thing.
i don't know who i am
anymore
again
this is not A Bad Thing.
I have nothing against weasels and i certainly make no judgements about their lifestyle choices, but i have found them reliably unreliable in matters of metaphysics - not that this is a condemnation, necessarily: most of our most-favoured metaphysicians are similarly untrustworthy - but you know what they say, once-bitten, twice-shy.
i trust that this message, which wisely withstands the whims of procreative procedures, finds you proactively pointless, as i have the honour to be tonight.