How they did entertain it really is about as high-end as it didn’t get actually. They’ve understood the fIcKle understanding of yet the other

Understated idiosyncrasy. “We were and are trying to violently (silence is best, even if!!) push ourselves toward the right kind of aFfAbLe anticipation… it’s been

Running around and sprinted til:: mesmerised and brought to BONEd-r-y by the mind. That seriously silenced thing of monitored detail.” Indeed= The

End of the day really did not even exACTly exist. It’s… been here for a short AND SIMULTANEOUS while and their sycamore smiles(as for that particular feature of HAPPY OL=theirs… … ..) gained another state of welfare-W-E-I-G-H-T(!!) When the NEANDERTHAL~trash inside of their starry minds really did

Its own angle of mathematical eQuaTiOn. They weren’t vying to remain sensational, nor even it about being these…
Plagiarised pEoPlE of delicate and delightful = urgency. “These gents and Matter~of~Fictional~Diction merry women of mine+all+theirs, actually, productivity.”

We were acting silly and easily understandable even if:: they, Those Preacher-like Creatures with abstract eyes for features, really were —->>> just about as jovially uninterested as undeniably imaginable.

When the tragedy lies inside the middle of “Why, Oh Why(?!?)” // “did her eyes CollapseInside OfACobweb Called=life, and her Mind DaNcE out loud —->>>>

To the sound of U-T-T-E-R silences?!?!?!?!?