Introductions are so obligatory. Let's cut to the chase shall we?
There come a time, usually every three or four years, that I need to open the flood gates and let the river flood, maybe destroy a few villages downstream, but that's the risk you take living below one of those things. A sense of restlessness has begun, maybe its one of those cool mid-life crises I hear all about, but I guess it is my turn to have fun with it. The water behind the dam is stagnant and there's too many mosquitoes to tolerate. Holy shit I'm so fucking poetic. I can hear your eyes rolling.
I have the greatest knack for saying anything without really ever saying anything at all. I'm sorry but I swear I'll post far more interesting shit in the near future.
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