themetalspork

i dont know that much about me. and me dosen’t know much about i. and they don’t know much about us. in turn, us knows not of i or me. they cannot even tell if they are indeed existing as themselves. and as for themselves, they don’t feel like it most of the time. all that can be said about it is that that it is it and is just kind of there. and the triple its and the double theys are just running amuck. just sits around, suddenly arising to throw himself into a wall. himself is another story in of itself though. itself, a close friend of it and they are the only ones who know about the other…