Driving their point home

They know nothing about anything and anything seems to be living everywhere(?!) These Düsseldorf disasters of foreign intelligences

They were wondering if they might like AnyThing At All anymore until—…

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Boys+gIrLs with their minds Caught-FIRE(.)

There were indeed elements of introspective intelligences. Were even these evenly matched people-
Pained, it seemed, ToBeHere and hearing everything

The wrong-way-round again. “What we did is we listened enthusiastically and…

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“Please freeze everything right there….”

They were steering themselves west west west of wild again – “these seriously sinister sinners of truly chaotic afterthought, actually.”

They were certainly wondering about all the right sorts of…

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Happy/Sad Aphrodisiacs

Perhaps it is— a pretty little picture of a plaster cast and distorted disaster, of a way for them to speak and say: “something otherworldly REinvigorated AND epically worth……

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😊

It’s the arguably hardest thing in the world, I feel, surely. To live with OCD. There’s no comparison, there really cannot be. For me, it’s been from the age…

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Appreciating the probability of a Significant Smile

They’ve been designing a physically rampant and rambunctious place of. “Tasteless pursuit actually; what they said was a talk shared sparingly both STARINGLYbetween: a pair

Of penultimate people.” We… want(WHAT…

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Stirring their own eMoTiOnS

It’s not that they did not understand it but that amidst the TwIsTeD interplay of a sterilised strife time, we curiously combine(d) to cause

Instant and delirious filled anticipation(.) “we…

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A Scratched Paradise.

They were taking their time now – aligning it like a pair of mother effing folklore wannabes. Drinking beer to crystal=CLEAR their DimeADozen Dostoyevskian brains yet again, w-h-e-n… they…

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😊

I have to respect Ross for trying to understand. I mean, I know she cares a great deal and I only ever wanna look out for her, always did….

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😱

To be truthful it’s a focus that I am happy to partake in, the scribbles, I mean. I’m fully focused on creating what’s yet to be… created maybe. It…

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😊

It’s.. what feels like a necessary miracle, the ocd and my being able to live comfortably with it. I do all that I can, in ways I cannot ever…

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Rogues uNwInDInG ===>>

They’d been fondly singing along and doing these things at fabricated pace— they were really attempting to venture (Again) against the

Grain: the rain soaked atmosphere seemed to hold its…

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The Golden Sycamore tree

What if they had not taken it with them, and “what if(!!)” everyone-else shall saunter about the place
Irregardless as to her VERY(!!)~honest~necessity to n-e-e-d:: another way in.

“A mannerly woman…

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