Perhaps we have paused, pushed, and rOtAtEd-R3v3rS€D our sudden state of official beWILDER and perhaps we’ve even been
Bellyaching like beautifully dIlapidATeD and dutiful antiZEROES anyway(?) It’s really wrought-iron unimaginable the UNSEEABLE things which have happened to — “the ins-and-insufficient outs of her iconic mind SOMEHOW. She’s dearly-beloved and {EQUALLY} believed to’ve been ==
A mere+and+EAGER in-between.” She’s {EVEN}
Having the crimeT!ME of her (YOUNG) life and thinking in aforesaid officially UpSide_DowN(NOW) cIrClEs plEASE(!!) If there ARE clearSURE ways of making
Herself and her feels FEEL… FULL for ONE utterly determined DAY then she’ll ((IMMEDIATELY)) make invisible “HEY!!” inside the mind of an “I DON’T MIND” masterCraFter, just DAFTly delinquentDRIVEN how she
Barely represented the best-AND-Latter pARTS of HerSelF (anyway). She’s “tripping-on top and cRusHinG encyclopaedic eGgSheLls {HELLAhaPpY} AS SHE GOES
and——-> on utterly ******-******* purPOSE (plEASE).” And with that pocketful of Preordained awareness we’ve (EVEN) been — rarely-both-BareLy bReEeEaThiNg. Inside of viciously encyclopaedic MinDs TON!GHT
When to excite the bones of an OCD patient is to NEVER RELENT
