I'm writing this in a daze, my Dearest Ones, for reasons I do not know. My entire world is spinning around me, and I can no longer feel my libs like I used to. What I do feel however is the strangest, most peculiar tickle, yes tickle, throb of blood in my very veins and scratching of my bones, yes what does it matter. Shoes. Shoes. I am in an urgent need of footwear. give me all and nothing.
Thank you for listening o' my Dearest littles ones. I'll be back-
soon~