If that’s what it did take to have been.. there and then and when it all matters the least that’s how
We entered into STAMPED envelope terriTORY. It’s uproarious the length of foxlike focUS WE TAke
To bend and NOT break: at the silly little “where the light gets in” SEAMS. We’ve taken ourselves about as faaaaar as possible and, still, willingly remain
Regularised and insightful and utterly delightful actually. “There’s a bonkers state of wisdom occurring at the HELLBENTscenarioHotel toniGhT
And we might just take our bare naked, KnuckleFaced breaths and stay:: in another hotel room belonging to yet another hospitalised SUPERhero of
Human trAits. “ he was “ doing the stuff no one else exCept for HIMSELF – then, really, there’s tWo of them – can
Being belligerent about being alone and being lonely with no one. They take tryhard tUrNs to underEstimate themselves because… otherwise
Their eyes will remain: softly ParalYsEd and about to —->> “close wide+AND+TIGHT=shut actually.” It’s… obnoxious to think about the thoughts that everyone else had aboUt
Tying their red~ribbon to yet another. UNused yet eerily reVeRberaTiNg violin. And if we resell it then… it’s gonna have to’ve been
For and OF somebody else(.) Remembering the easiest way to remember something was his favoured anticipation == that Game called:: “why won’t we play and plY(?) our fast-track of trait, and
Suddenly see:: the length of their seriously scintilLATEd Vision.”
Even if: he really didn’t give a shit
About anything else except:
For him, her, theY… and THEM
