Her level. Of indignity took its own breath back. Her nerves were dangled and still acting all sorts of angular actually. When her mind sought to find it found the time to’ve been a mutated misnomer of no such ultimatum at all. She’s
Blowing smoke at the shApe of the shade above her beautifully angular head and it seems to have armed itself with its own LITsense =
Of determined investigation; if we really were afraid and petrified about taking the bus back to believing them, then we might just like to’ve —- won at almost- and not quite- every LITTLEthing again.
It’s the… paralysing nights OF midSOMMER interpretatioN- it the sweat ridden moments of utter dissatisfaction against all her MaNgLeDwillpower; when she created her very own hard knocks dialogue to stay -/ detrimentally-In-Love with being all kinds of AliVe.
“She’s a timePEACE of her ownAchingAccord when combined BY a fine tooth comb, AND she’s about as —- advantageously addled as can’Ve actually been.” And if the sense of her armed and dishonest(??) sentences Really mean to MEAN. Any thing DEVELOPMENTAL (?). “It’s that they
Have purely(?) cloned themselves and to a ponder-some point of —- breakTAKEN dilemma.”
