They seem about-to-BE: estimated as these utterly ridiculous people with intricate+understandings and other outlandishly UnIqUe ways of spreading their god-damn-word to the Wideness-of-WorLd(.) They seem to have
Pitted their outSTANDING…
They seem about-to-BE: estimated as these utterly ridiculous people with intricate+understandings and other outlandishly UnIqUe ways of spreading their god-damn-word to the Wideness-of-WorLd(.) They seem to have
Pitted their outSTANDING…
They were sipping on mother effing cups of disposable delirium when we entered in at the side of epical uncertainty…
Inside their hardwired mind. We were nothing if not utterly…
Standing and living with chronic OCD is basically like trying to live with everything inside of your brain telling you that everything is going wrong- “now, fix it.” That’s…
They were repeating a level of utter respect unwarranted and asking their many-of-mind how to
Paraphrase just such an eye-opening proposition. They’re addled and adding their minds to the aforesaid…
When we worried hurriedly about the walking talking masterpieces even if we didn’t even know where those wired things came from in the 1st plACE = it’s utterly indulgence-seeking…
Thursday. Scribbling away at my own chosen pace, took the boys for a decent walk, bumped into and had a fairly long chat about stuff in general with Paddy…
Standing TaLl we walk with water in our eyes and trying to f!nd FULLON delirium actually = they
Nervously stood and thought about the next ten thousand steps, plEASE… “make…
We spoke at each other’s ears like it didn’t really even matter what we were even trying to hEAR. They were
Thinking of standing and talking and momentarily walking whilst…
We turned our heads in a thousand other alternative angles and watched: “what the fuck people really thought inside their own world of mind.” It’s
An increase in utter understanding…
Emblematic people of purely press Pedantic Enterprise – they seemed to shadow the utter shoulder of blame for these utter
Other people: “Piedmont, perhaps, and the THIS/THAT persuasion ALWAYS delayed…
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