there’s a delicate little deathly dismay occurring and the stirring of steered-clear syllables had been bringing back the life to the poised party.
those people were CERTAINLY pedestrianised with gargantuan eyes —)) and with this utter necessity to utterthewords which came to them: “it’s not a very good advantage to gain..
this SeEthInG need to weigh their very own intelligences.” we were fighting with nobody else and asking all the right… ahem, answers actually.
in this disenfranchised world of upsetsomeones. it’s difficult to unearth a truer form of foray / unidentifiable as it may-well-be. “we’ve been filled to the thrill:: with happenstance and gle€, and we cannot contain our highend~and~charming~selves anymore, though – even if
•Nobody need know.. The l——ength of a Connect~all~corners string(…) and its COCKSURE~ability to RING THE NECK of a 1~millionth Neanderthal
