Look at these little ones, wandering around the place as if they eat spines. I eat spines, I say, not you! Now, if you want something from me, you will have to ask for a piece of hair, lemon juice, and charcoal remnants. Is that too much to ask? It better not be because you won't get what you want otherwise. Those flecks of skin resting on the table are turning purple and you didn't feed them flower petals. Yes, those paper towels are talking to me too. They want ink on their intestines and apples upon their lips. Shush, I say, no more out of you! I love you too, dear.<3
Sincerely,
LC.