Hey /out/

My infatuations are relatively mild. Ask someone what kinds of rocks they like touching. A whole bunch of people going to a rock-touching party, all of them shouting about how much they LOVE touchings quartz. It makes me hard. Driving makes as much sense as having lots of little rocks on your steering wheel so you can feel them while you drive down steep cliffs. Its drives them bananas. Doesn't our feel good time have to end.