What if we aged without (EVEN) thinking A SINGLE_FUCKING_THING and what if we went and waxed lyrical ANYWAY without MOTHER ******* portraying OUR FAVOURITE (best) FEATURES anyway. There’s been a blaze of blue-blade/BLOOD BehaVioUr bOunCinG aBoUt inside of her, ahem… InsideOut Mind AGA!N, and we MIGHT (just) like to mind how THE **** it
Feels to E.V.E.N.T.U.A.L.L.Y GET TO take her best_breath_away – “when they’ve purely paid by being these VENTING IMBECILES with multi-IRONIC TALES TO tell against the most fantastical TwiSt.” She’s sniggering ahead of his (BLOOD-infested) head actually and ACTUALLY —
Appointing herself utterly At One with every OTHER single goddamn L!V!NG person living lively outLOUD under the one SAME (scintillating) sun.” We’ve entered our (own) (END)game TECHNIQUE of “GO!” (and) GET OUR MINDS BACK TO something resemBL!NG (beneficially) BOTHERSOME (yet)again (plEASE), even been ___
Clawing our way right back to sacrificial surrounds “NOW!!” When there is something ******* occultLIKE occurring ESPECIALLY EVERYwhere(Else)(, REALly) and she EVEN likes to watch The Very_Same_sAne People’s Membranes ((comfortABLY!!?)) collide AND remarkably stay the VERY same
It’s a SH!TSURE shame (that) she’s — ___ trying for multifaceted testosterone technique again, being eagerly aware (EVEN!) as to everyone else’s utter state of Staten Island Bliss ((anyWAY)). Mother-effing mouth-wateringly twisted UP (ALL OVER) again in
—— “all kinds of credibly unKindlY” and caring to carry
A Neanderthal Knife. Although, is she really purer than A pUNCH-dRUNk parIah __ “paralysed into irreparably un-RECOGNISABLE? And with THE biggest listening ears … …
