“Did She Just Temper Her Tantrum: The Girl As Invisible As Dark Matter Made Envious Sense Of Itself?”

Our nocturnal needs, INDEED, deemed themselves highly likely, actually, as we felt a sense of security and serious concern cause our layabout-minds to dine anyhow = on upside-down concoctions. We assumed the next day to’ve been

Grateful for its very own state of steed. Did she really just lose her entire mind and against her utter ******* will-power, or was it all an eLeCtrIfiEd imagination that tragedises itself time AGAIN?
It stands as a source of our instant understandings to let her

End-up comfortable-and-alone all in ONE-GO(!) When she cruelly took the endlessly suggestive cello-tape and taped it to the right and left sides of her motormouth please. “She didn’t seem verbally aggressive enough, although… AS MUCH AS (never) BEFORE: when her insisting inroads —

Riled themselves UP(..)” And if we’ve really been asking for anything we’ll have been belatedly asking for her to BEG HIM, please, “for all of the things which he failed for himself to feel.”