Well, I'm in a shitty fucking mood, and you seem to be as good a person as any to bitch to. Congratulations, random unlucky fucker, it seems yours is the name I picked out of a hat to spout my angsty teenaged woes to. Name's Hal Str... Hal. Just Hal. And I have a fucking problem.
8=D < Strange choice, perhaps the mutation left you colour blind?8=D < Regardless, aneigh distraction from the cold, pleasant or otherwise, certamely has its place in the terribully icey night. 8=D < It would only be right to repay the kindness with open ears.8=? < So tell me, what woe is this that cannot abide silence?














