Professing her undying attention to her many delicacies-of-mind, she says “the giddy-faced things which no-one else gets to feel. Said a number of intriguing words, indeed, which (never) made momentary sense anyway.” We have
Strikingly obvious potential within which just cannot sing, “and if we really wanna watch it all crash to a comfortable CrumBlE enough times to mumble to ourselves under our juxtaposed breath then we’ll immediately need — to breathe with the ins-and-outs of utter ******* OcD.”
She’s
Delivering the never-ending words -aforesaid-n-all and as pitch-perfect as a disrespected MastErpIeCe can be- which REALLY didn’t even wish to take care of themselves {again}.
Necessarily, indeed, she’s purred and poweredON LIKE A VAGABOND ‘millionaire’ (who’s been) distantly-BOTH-AFORESAID-delicately disguised. Why weren’t they acting purchased-as-punishable with the million-too-many gears (happening) inside of their ventriloquist-of-mind but purely because – we do not like how they
Tetris’d too many working words toGeThEr again… and then… “they did the most
Improbable thing with their tRemBlE-oF-tImE… .”
They somehow -SOMEWHAT- survived
with semi-obedient eyes on the prize of a… buttered-up and nicely nurtured mind. In the end of the AbStraCt, matter-of-****UP-fictional storyline they said such ultraUPROARIOUS things anyway to the other
Bleeding people.
Of “barking-RAD brilliance and UnpreDicTabLe bouts of resiliency which just WILL NOT SLEEP {however much it keeps them wide-awake at night}… .”
