Testosterone and other purposefully tumultuous rushing of things; they seem to be sorry-eyed as we pass their streets of narrow-luck alongside completely mischievous misunderstanding
Maybe there IS one such mastermind: he sits silent-eyes inside of a corner with his monster of colossal MiNd fighting to settle itself down YET again-
“You see.. I hear he’s been inexplicably careened by uncontrolled ocd.”
