Yeah there’s been a tOUCH of upper echelon understanding. That damn down thing of … spelling it out at pace
Mother effing… cyclically the face of forbidden overthinking. If they grabbed at ALL of the words ON the world would that REALLY mean anything except to say: “they talked like HOTHEADED~flowers put upon flame and searching for a brand new, utterly illogical, really, quieter equilibrium.
It’s… simply the BASICALLY~best that they can ever achieve, the brevity of tossing all ((of the)) aforeSAID WORDS AT THE TALKBACK, tailspin of Wall. “Snore, abhor, what if it was just this
Ahem.. automaticUNDERstanding, this… unknowing pedantic bore… … … and they j-u-s-t loved it so strangely very MUCH – “they had a *Dostoyevskian hunch, that.. it was all a beautifully-tactical-thing and that(?!)
Was way more than enough.” That the Abstraction WAS THE perfect distraction and her “silly little conversations” w-e-r-e self-SCINTILLATED for no known reason: there IS a reason
we all break PROtocol with the rhYmE scheme:: to steal.. the FORbidden limelight
*scribbles? 🤷♂️
