They were craving an altogether exact same sort of wisdom this time. Were —- winding up strangers ostracised minds and making it seem
Credibly capable again. If it’s trying too hard then it’ll reach the widest mind imagined – “HARDLY.” She’s a punch-sober artist with her wrought iron hands at the veering wheel of utter
Dissociation. That play pretend certainty inside her vagabond eyes. “Were we really being dragged thru a few TOO MANY ==
Misunderstandin_gs to inevitably comprehend just how ******* marvellous their minds really should’ve been.” SINce the beginning of bothered to remain BEleaguered and we wilfully refrained from —-
Making a mountain of a molehill. Or were we simply.. “embellishing unforeseen circumstances again.”
