Ridiculous

bwuaha-HA.
I'm on the brink of being absolutely crazy, unidentifiable.
Lastly, no one reads this.
Furthermore, I don't make decisions.
Ultra-furthermore, the both of you make me wonder.
Ultra-ultra furthermore, this tiny speck of a world leaves everyone with no room to talk.
We're all muffled here.

If

you know the answer to this burdening question, why do you ask? If you know the frightening secrets I hold dearly, why do you seek them? If you know who I am truly, why do you expect more from me?

but who knows

what goes on in that head of hers

who knows?