Super-star-deluxe and she shall entitle herself again to these trademark moments of utter
Indulgence. She’s about to break for the border as if… the last thing left in her everything. That cold hard moment of monumental understanding, a thing of utterly
Upside down indeed. Interesting to interpret the best moments imaginable, he’s on it again; he’s making it seem all
As if; and she’s pacing up and down the sidewalk like a pedestrianised endeavour of her own rhapsodic accord (!) “Why haven’t we stood in the regular ol rain, though, and ransacked our own state of preparedness but because
While they were trying to make it to the same side we appeared to’ve been” —>> egging ourselves on to make it all feel
Understandably ‘insane’, or that other thing Called Bizarre And BattY(!) “believe it or not”
