anything you can do i can do drunker

[ffffffffff]

no one can touch me. i vanish before raindrops get the chance to moisten my stale birthday cake. i won't make a wish, but if i could just wake up i might make a legacy form. for the sake of tame revelry: it's all the same to me. the norm has wedged itself into the last available mailbox, just waiting to be discarded in its unopened envelope. so surprise me. i'm still causing traffic accidents in a secluded suburb and trying to start fires in abandoned underground railroads. but i'll have to wait for the sparks because i alone don't have the firepower to brighten the dour faces in those tight-knit places, my wick is burning low.

and nowwwwww my kitten woke up and has gone into torpedo mode. so if you'll excuse me...