Where Were We When it all courteously denied its self the utter innate~ness to be strong and resilient? “It’s
Highly typified that she doesn’t even seem the least bit annoyed with her mind’s eager eyed interruption… agaaaaain(!)”
Valiantly Speaking: She’s the woman who can sit In Situ and shock absorb the wide world until _ “WITh her favourite friENDS ‘til the END .”
She goes yet again… fending, pending… purely rendering herself
Delicate and headstrong Dostoyevskian. “Agitated and Obviously.” That’s a hidden given with no real decision… .
And he did NOT even think who took her with them, and holyf*cking where to(?)
IT’s _ a White Egg Kinda A Corrupt affaiR that we’ve {ENDURED and} entered OURSELVES into this concentrated TimE.. ALL eyes curiously exemplified from
Having to YET+AGAIN= “stand UP(!!) and staRe down the barrel of narrowMINDED defeat.” If the botas picudas mexicanas ARE PLACED ON ANOTHER person’s sTrAngLeHo!D-of-FEET then they will certainly get to underSTAND
The… maNNNNNNNy ways of MANY… a paramilitary AND playfully plagiarisedMAN(!!)” And pragmatic to the point of
Unashamed ultimatums = he’s been doing this for ten-thousand-years now and still likes to {have to} face the UTTER fear. “Of ridiculous uncertainty, plEASE(?)”
