The way they went and got nothing done-n-dusted in Dostoyevskian was utterly unknown and -hEARd of. It’s
Incalculable, actually, just how they interfered at the point of pureness and utter contentment. We were
Valiantly vying for a+little+bit+more of the same SANEthInG: “she’s a Latin-faced criminal with an Italian_ego and, ErGO, she often feels—
Entirely entitled to nothing+much+else+ANYmore.” What the **** just happened is this…
That she has alarmed the insides of her all-over-the-pLaCe mind, and we do in-fact appear to mind — the way in which she DOES EVENTually entitle herself to
Burning down OUR FAVOURITE, most inesCAPABLE dreams—— > > Whilst we sleep… “like overexcitable children WITH OUR AFOREMENTIONED MINDS
Set Alight, our eyes Frozen by the FriGhT (..) of an UpAllNightFrankenstein
