Gamers on the Ice

Upkeep

Seems like I have been hanging with another drugs inferno human sleazebag — dumped as a humpback splash from the deepest end of the dirty water — take a cue–look in the mirror and view– from there what’s really going on. Into one room out of one other — how am I supposed to catch up?

Fuck it’s freezing cold where I choose to exist — icicle lights on bites mites scars far off look like a dog gone…