They were coming thru from me to you and aching to misbehave even if only inside of their
“Mere eager brain.” She’s been walking away… at the state of utter frustration happening, ahem, even when she
Dilly dallies and dances about the place as distastefully regret-filled as humanly pre-imagined || How, though, did she == (ever) enter in at the right EnD of (inescapable) hilarity, “plEASE”? But possibly by breaking the ins-AND-peripheral outsides of her
TriggerCRAPPY m!nd(!) They’ve ACTually (but not fucking REALLY!!) been inside of everyone else’s worst State(of mind)and stILL staring =
“Down the barrel of a Laugh~Happy Atmosphere.” We did this, though: we managed at bandaging the most improbable things MENTALLY back together(again)to get her to that PREDETERMINED place of utter
…. “Self-Inflicted Delirium.”
