Dear Da Nv Tli

It's a gnawing feeling, yeah? Like being suspended from moments you didn't understand then, so they were erased via heroin or otherwise at the time, but not really, now their here again in this muffled loquacious haze that keeps you at bay from falling in but it's not enough. Where you were, I don't know. I know the endless dicks, rigs, blood and floors didn't provide any of the shade this suspension allows a peek at. I wish you hadn't left, but I understand, you run with black horses. Making sense of this without you is difficult and I need you, but you're not with Elisi at the moment, there, but not there, she said so. I m not slipping but not sure this is an endeavor that I can stomach for a long period, however, there's not a choice it's accompanied by either. It's all deadly. Thank you for sending him. He's doing it. Wado da-nv-tli.