They shall shut themselves down now and think of taking a BIG BEAUTIFUL BREAK from these inconsequential, maybe, proceedings. It’s been a fantastic state of eventual endeavours as she devours them and the inside of their own minds. She’s a little better than before and

Set to sentimentally adore her own sense of disguised happiness actually. It’s.. the greatest, most messed UP miracle and we see it all and every other TUESDAY of the summer, too. “For now

She’s taking it ten thousand too many steps per day, she’s been making idiosyncratic delay seem like its own favourite thing. We won’t wanna

Underestimate anything anymore – and as for “these purposely putrid people there’s nothing left to say:: but for their

Very own happiness… to be played… at PAUSE-and-delay.”