We drove ourselves wild and hostile AND… “in ALL styles.” We’ve EVEN been EMPTY-HEADED acknowledging THE most insanely expressive people again and thinking in upside-wise schisms, “please.”
If they’ve been making all of the words up and in the wrong OrdeR Of “nearly-there” Discretionary DireCtiOn then they’ll really need to rely on reFUELLING the whole damn overseeing of universal thirst. She’s
Tripping inside of the LAUGH-OUT-low bars YET again and MET WITH A MANHATTAN SKYLINE and mentioning all of their DAMN-DASTARD favourite-best distractions actually. Namely this NAME. IT. AGAIN. unforeseeable ability to feel
******UP and utterly purposeful.
She’s staring into the insides of his outside-himself mind and trying for
Cordial dissociation. Immediately and right-about-then… fending, fending… FOREVER fending for their impending sense.” We’ve ran into the whole w!!!!DE-AwaKe process and puked at the state of
__ UPsIdEDoWn AND exceptional circumstances THAT (tended to) HAppEN anyway. They’ve EVEN been trying to rhyme the lack of RiLed RhYmE again… “and to chime in anyway LIKE DRAGONS ACTING LIKE fedUP… fireFLIES with stars in their eyes.” And an AbRuPt demise about to AR!SE
