gallusrostromegalus
cipheramnesia

I'm more comfortable when my strangers got a little mud on em, when they're a little dirty. Something I don't quite trust in the pristine stranger, like maybe they also got pure pristine opinions. Maybe they wanna have pure pristine people, y'know?

A little disheveled, little bit scruffy kinda stranger bedfellows, figure maybe they're not fused about personal purity, they're okay to be a little bit fucked up and weird in the vicinity thereof. Not about to drown myself in the tar pits, but if it's too clean it makes me nervous like.