I have no idea what this is all about no more...

A baby kangaroo. A joey. This time I got in again. Slid under through the shadows without my own knowledge and got in again. Only a fraction of 28 that started back in 29 that I gave in with no ohms. No qualms that I bled myself almost dry into a quandary. Heaven help me.

I have no cares of the offences that get punched into my face anymore for I have dwindled into obliteration, out of sight from the world I had exclusively built once. Hurting remarks of unproven theories cast calluses upon my spirit. "Sliming" is all I do if you will in your eyes. Thanks for so much trust in me.