Seven Billion Weak

Snowflake, snowflake. The fat joy of nothing to write about. Sure, the gouging and destruction on full tilt would do, but I'm happy so it can't touch me; its always fine when your skiing down the scree until the big rocks start, then you respect gravity and that small sections of earth can shake; like all those damn directors cameras can't stop doing. The pull of berms and trees. It was so the 2nd unit anyway.