Were we really well-and-surely covering ourselves with rag-and-bone Neanderthal reckonings when she —
Tried getting over these million OthEr peOplE {of her own bruised-and-bothered WRECKoning??} It’s a hardly-ever-there ultimatum, actually, and she seems
To’ve worried the petroleum inside of her Neanderthal-mind back to strife {yet again}. We’ve been searching for familiar AvalAnChE_feelings between ourselves
And stealing pink and perilous pARTS of the exACT same persons = “other alienesque understandings.” It’s a merciful state of nicotine-driven awareness when(??!) they EVEN had the tick-tocking of time to — “RE:mind themselves jUSt how(??) to
Utter uPsiDe-down and HELLA(!!) liquor-drenched sentences again and at the stench of bliss-filled delirium put UPon their manly Mancunian breaths, “plEASE.”
