so into it

[placebodealer]

i'm thinking of being a ramblin' man, a wayfaring stranger type.
riding the rail and sticking out my thumbs.
gotta find a better use for these things anyway.
i was never meant for opposable thumbs.
my roots are getting ragged.
i feel the need for control in the act of my being uprooted.
it happens all the time anyway, right?
location temporary.

i'm getting better at being dirty.
i haven't showered in days.
my phermones are in full effect and i'm howling at the moon.
join me, won't you?
ow ow owoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo