If they took themselves off to tryhard land then they definitely did land the improbable actually –
That state of intelligently coaxing the blood from the rock… it’s iconic probably, and it’s just about as
Mental as judgemental can get; they’ve entered themselves into YET another realm and this time it shall —/. Gather together QUICK-SMART its absolute OWN-rules. It’s
A seriously irregular thing, actually, for them to get to sleep: with their minds wide shut, shit+outta+luck, and their pitchforks for brains nestled at the bristled
BriM. “It seems like they have been reminding the world of the time that they
– – – asked for a state of… art//. Majestic, please, and definitely inked in IdioSynCratiC dramatisation == when morning time came to case the joint and she realised, finally,
Sunshine n all
Just. How. Pristine and PrettY it’s all of it been…. “and just like a boutique cafe stretched deceptively across the Coy Ol’ City of Dream$,
“Nobody wants to go but EveryBody Loves it.” And playfully vice~versa _
inside of one owner’s Pitchfork for Brain.
