Madness string 75217

Random mermaid
How do we even know that shit isn't still around? Lurking? Evolving? We don't. We don't know shit about shit down there. The ocean is a primeval hellscape nightmare and we all just dip our stupid fragile unprotected fetus bodies around the edges of it like that's normal. Fuck the ocean.

I love listening to reasonable women reason. It may be mental illness, or a lost memory of a lilac-scented day and a Brahms concerto, but I find it pleasing to the senses.