Downright specified and fried by the light lives inside of mammoth minds, and she’s speaking with a VERBtastic tranquility even when – she’s very dearly interested in slipping out of RegUlaR RanGe AgaIN and eventually getting herself
MixedUP with these triggerSnaPpY people of purely pleasing aesthetics actually, and he inevitably wants for the wandering ones to ONE-THING and just-ONETIME UNDERSTAND: “all of the lands and all of the farming ****SaKe hands, and all of everything eLsE utterly ******* universal.” They live to like how it feels to see —
The right side of iRreGulAr normality actually, and, ANYHOW, she’s wholly entrusting US anyway: “with this everLASTING state of _____ the ‘Art’ enthusiasm, because she can
Wrangle her mind back to life at the sight of a misshapenly KnIfe LYING InsIdE oF Someone else’s viciously TwiSteD sOuL
