When how we latter-day mattered needn’t have ever even MattEreD InsiDe the mammoth, upside-down and fried minds of these
Pedantic people with paraphrased-suicide inside their eyes for affABLE industry. It isn’t a twist in the KISSED-tale yet much more than nEVER before..
“She went and inVOLUNTARILY interrUPted her own MALADJUSTED senses and made these people… ..
… blUNDERSTAND” (beleaguered but still able to understand it)
++ the achingly (REGRESSIVE) nature of a stop_start masterpiece(!!) Ours were the layabout_the_place EyeS with aforesaid industry swimming sizeably inside – “the remarkably restrained outsides actually. (These white picket fences meant to mean everything outlandishly idiosyncratic AND eye-poppingly serene..) And if she’s been adjusting anything it’s the
Precisely-same-wAy she said the InsanEly SAME suggestively DEEP-SEATED things ++to a billionMILLION+more=PEOPLE with {their} fist _TwIst oF_ in their face and about to become uNiqUelY dIsPlaCeD(.. .. .)
