What if we were: “endless mother fucking entitlements and what if they spoke with riotous levels of utter disrespect {to us}?” It has its claws dug-in again and it’s
Got a whole lot of things to touch on: “when she kneeled down graciously YET=AGAIN and witnessed her own haPhAzaRd head get SLICED at the neck.” She did her bit and lived with
Utter upside_down turmoil, that endless amount of — utterly pointless persuasion of other pEoplEs breakEven Beings.
We are stood here and where(?) and ceaselessly staring into a number of empty headed bewilders: “and with our juxtapositions screaming to feel…
Some level of decidedly real and rather resolute.” If endless understanding amidst utter Aforementioned Turmoil really did stake its own loUSy layabout Claim, then
We may wish for == ample opportunity yet again. “We seem to blame another entitlement altogether for fetching this state of aforesaid bewilder in WE. Awe-inspired people with Word-of-WiT and wanting to
Eventually evaluate = our epilogue of mind , the last part that said the first thing it had miraculously imagined {to mention} .” And in a most “visionary” instance actually – if they really need to remain painstakingly honest about
How it all unravelled in the first place ImProPerLy
