“Were we, though?” And, AS-IT-IS, are we really enjoying these Tetris-like sentences of ONLY-EVER-theirs? And if you REALLY want for nothing-much-else but for
Mustachio-faced survival-technique, you’ll possibly need to — grow the effinG-hell UP (immediately) and use your own HOSTILIZED minds for
Utter goodness, please. “We aren’t careening around here with our wits split and our tits hitting these WAILING winds and for no known reason.”
Even if… they appear to’ve progressed in an ageless in-STANCE (anyway)… and played the pARTS of rIpTorN characters who (really) DO-NOT-KNOW: what it is
To bleed === “irreparably, plEASE.” Even if, we did, JUST THAT THING enough times ((NOW))
To build the Tetris back UP(!) for LIFE.
