“Did She Really Just **** With Injustice?!!”

She was in it to Win and lose and all the other mind bolstering things again – that feeling of not being free and all the other feels as well. What if, though(?) the holy moly show really is

Every bit as good as those particular bad times can’Ve really been. We’ve ended up old and alone owing to a million unsuspecting alleys of imagination and that’s ok, too. This overthinking mile a minute preparatory note of utter

Beautiful bewilder, indeed. “She’s seen all of the limits of lights inside of her favourite second city called Strife and it looks

Eerily beautiful actually in poetic hindsight. What if, though, her wish to remain totally different from the other day real did carry with it

Its very own place of angst AND common understanding(?)” Are we really walking around like these bolstered versions of preparatory and PREDATORY persons or… were we always all of us just….

“The prettiest people with the prettiest kinds of Upside down SmIleS all along??”