We were certainly slashing our own kNeeJeRk tyres and calling it all a big fat fad of a game of
Creative folly actually. We were doing the damn dastardly best we could’ve momentarily imagined when
Her upside down, most unfortunate semi—TRAGEDY OCCURRED. The wHirL Of WoRlDs inside of her nonstop mind seemed precariously placed at best and YET:
What she did is the most… unbelievable Game oF CreatEd interplay:: “played out between her brain and its outlandishly diLapiDaTeD state.” They won’t let her work on herself ever again, as she
Ends UP hiding in plain view of the Biggest, MOST maladjusted MothErFuCkErS in the wideness of THEIR ticker-tape(maybe..) uniVERSE. When we say what we saw it tended to get a lot of people MixEd UP within their very own Tragedy Of Inescapable AND uncontrollable BrAiN. “Personable? HELL NO(!!)”
We’ve
Ventured along “NOW!!” with our Bow And Arrow minds UnTied, our eyes cello-taped to the HAVE A HEART: “SK!ES.” She’s been bleeding and she’s definitely been feeling
—- all of these effed UP, mollycoddled fEeLinGs of having been.. “screaming inside of someone else’s dream and DAMN DRAMATICALLY(!!)”
