What if we understated the way it felt to feel all sorts of affably, indeed, effed-UP? “She’s
Spending her time and company with the over-strewn AND over-stewed, TOO, people whilst the rest-of-us differ-to-digress.” She’s trying for
Undiluted intelligence (yet) again. She’s even been baking her HEATED-head in hot-lava of bUbbLinG bRaIN. She’s REALLY {not} into the gooD and Dastard men who (really) can’t seem to stand-in-the-way of themselves AT ALL ANYMORE. Way we saw it, we’ve been to see
“Just how much more ******* fun it really has (to’ve) been to sell our sugarcoated souls ‘til {{presumed to be}} ‘perfectly’ preDISPOSED.”
