Trainrack

Please sign in and stain today with that gaze, you know the one? The day has poured us a fresh glass of injuries and I, for one, am grateful. Pick one for your very own: dress it up, take it home, and cuddle with it; let it mingle with your identity. Trot back to town with your new found feign, and show off the trips of your transgressions. Soap would be proud of us I'm sure. It'd slap its suds on our back and say to us: "son, that's initially what I thought too, when I first found the crashing".