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we were nothing if not utterly impossible at being normal, and utterly normalised on all others minds. it’s been a complimentary kinda a night and they might just—-
gather the gist of taking their best breaths away… “from these alternative people who aren’t even all that alternative at all.”
but who’s to say where-in-hell their particular cookie did crumble… … to a chaotic standstill? It’s especially irreparable and certainly irreplaceable, this wantaway attitude that keeps us so very classically CLOSE-TOGETHER and at admitted bay.
what if, though, they DID next to ninety-percent of nothing wrong ‘cept for the mere-eager fact that the other ten-percent— “really did turn out to be a dagger through the heart of the Art of unremitting green~eyed~monster??
•they seem to have left their thoughts behind them…. while failing to mind their very next step.
