There were ways of working himself back to life yet again, ways of waking-UP to wAlK on humanESQUE eGgSheLls: “she’s a seriously segregated girl and he wants to, HAS TO, own her ONE world. They’ve
Taken it to the next lEvEl of UP-A-NOTCH UNDERSTANDINGS and undeniable heights and they’ve even readied themselves from The Rest:: of these
Preparatory people.” We won’t like how and why they do these separate-to-everyone-else things. Won’t even really wanna dive-in and divulge our stressFREE sentences. “They’ve been wasting their time testing their strapping strengths INSIDE of their very own brains, been eager little steeped in alcoholic CONcoction beavers and we just must
Make it seem —- an addled affair of purely upside-down, please, people who DO NOT KNOW how the **** The Edge Of Everything Feels Anyway. What they did and where they’ve been is
Up to us and our OWN, actually. She’s a million-miles nearer-than-never-before and the most nerve-WrackEd girl of this JovIaL WoRLd(..) “Why won’t we, though, ask the people which way is “WHERE??” again and “WHY(???)”
Can’t we _______ top our lesser-selves OFF {gently} and… AhEM, go AGAIN(?)”
Into the noticeably un=known
