lassie

So, is that all? I've never felt quite so unremarkable. The way my lonely mother felt in the church pew year after year, never not even taken seriously. Just not taken at all. Just fading into unremarkable.

There is background of strife and illness in real life, but the real reason I'm so not here is that this is a stock exchange of niceties and body parts, and people here perceive I've been out of likely funds for long enough to have alienated their very notice.

I can't even care. Well, not enough to finish . . .

So go on. I've nothing for the passed around hat. I left the church in which you worship the face in the cloud long ago. Freedom is just another word. I break

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