If she was losing anything then she was surely losing the will TO listen for all intents and agitating purposes.
They’ve been doing the HIKE OF MIND math and making her mind feel like a “WHO’s WHO”
Of utter ******* fuel-filled rumination . It’s hardly as it was, and it’s a seriously
Delicate thing which floats her boat: bloated with winds of nerveS OF STEEL in her cello-tape sails and utterly DESERVING to last a CASTAWAY lifetime more actually !!
What we did is we… stopped ourselves from IronCast anticipating the state of
bedridden happiness. It’s “SUGAR!!”-coated in silver linings and their playbook appears to have had its very own BRUISING rules of AUDIBLE aTTraction. What will happen, though, whenEVER…
She drops MOUNTAINESQUE anchor and lets her brain SAIL… away in the unfathomably estranged direction of
“Total delirium actually.”
It’s an instantly-both-INSANELY gratifying thing(, actually,) To Watch The Weight Of The World row its own boat … …
