We knew probably not what(?) but we went anyways… any-HOW(??) the fuck on earth, though, is their have-a-heart art supposed to make tick-tick-ticking sense if they cannot even represent: “the lost AND most valiant parts of themselves?” It’s
Highly likely that he dressed himself up for the occasion just enough times inside of her head – “to send us to bed!”
We’ve been bordering on believing yet again in Something Illy Represented and, Yet, she’s having the good ol’ Cajoled Time of her adolescent l!Fe, and they
Did not even mean to have been so very keenly creative… just…. That.. something HAD AND HAS to happen(!) And where(???) we were is WHeRe(???!) they’ll never have been …
Patiently waiting for the completely updated comeuppance in UTTER indulgences – “if there are masterpieces hidden behind the Silenced Minds: then they just might like to THINK TW!CE
