Candle.
On Some Days, all that I want to do, is to barrel into the sun like a screaming Kamikaze, with a evil grin on my face. >>> On Some Days, all that I want to do, is to hang from the rafters. Free at last. Free at last. >>> On Some Days, all that I want to do, is to don my cast iron dutch oven helmet, and spread the [apple] seeds; just like Johnny Fucking Appleseed. So that the birdies will one day have a place to nest. >>> On The Vast Majority Of Days, all that I want to do, is to submit unconditionally to Sister's Desires, and Lusts, and Wills. Sister, Sister. My Beloved Sister. >>> On Some Days, all that I want to do, is to climb into the sewer, and wrestle the alligators into submission. >>> On Some Days, all that I want to do, is to move into the zoo. And live with the hippos. >>> 3 Nails. 1 Cross. Forgiven. >...