They held their breaths and bOuNced like a pair of Dostoyevskian tragedies in passing. They have admitted to their very own selfish deafest Attitude// having even
Interrupted rUdElY their very own state of direction— it’s.. not that hard to be hard on themselves anymore and any more than before
“We are courageous and fickle at the exact same time of basking… in her lonesome faith.” She’s been just another girl prEying to the “HI!!!” Heavens and asking
For her manicured life to bring itself back/// to beautified bewilder, please. We often took the necessity of being these audible audacities to
Take ourselves aforesaid REASONABLY too seriously, we can only think about the time when
“People acted love struck and very AFRAID of only ever themselves.” To reeeeeeeeeally let the air out of the hot headed ballon, we will have to leave that [whole Chapter] of unpardonable paralysis EXACTLY THERE, please(!) and if she does like to sneeze and soldier on REGARDLESS and at the exact same time of thinking… about everything
Well, then… “we might just need to break it all down to one soft little sweet eager SOUND…. of a simpering someone with nothing to lose and even-less to GAIN, plEASE(!)”
Of her fore-reaching feet POUNDtheGround. Shouting for: “ROUND2.” Wishing it upon
Every
1(.) else
