12:34 Leakgate

Ah Sweet, I couldn't be mad at you for being drunk and acting a fool, anymore than I could at myself for being one every day of my so cloned life; half learned, true, but I only feel the need from my biological. Sides. Pick two. Now pile the snowballs to the lee, they're made of every past thing you wish you could throw away forever and be free of, but when you throw them they boomerang back, because they are you now, and you are it. White gray black, down up and back down again, raining storming blowing becalming, just human(s). Tag.