I know I’m new. I know I’m strange. I know many things. But I’m certainly not deranged.
I’ve seen what goes on around here. Shape Shifting and the like. Pretending to be people. But I know how to fight…it…whatever.
When I am so low. When I am so vulnerable. I turn to Mother Mary She comforts me.
Thanks Mom!
L.M.M RIP - Notes - behind this notice. Oh, btw, my name is Dan, and I'm into a lot of ***** things. Particularly irreverence. Oh, another thing. My mom's name is/was?.... Lois. The last two initials are correct, but they have nothing to do with a certain previously mentioned broad named Mary. Oh yeah, there is no door (that's my favorite part. Added it after I wrote the masterpiece)....8-Q