When she struck ’em all off of her toDON’T list when they weren’t even listening to the listless state of Reverberating idiosyncrasies which see and seethe — something as sinfully SINcere as steering themselves right from.. “Strong again?!” We haven’t even ended the uninterrupted sentences without being
Blue-eyed and bellyache beleaguered with the way Harold Pinter drinks pints and pines inside of his writerly mind! They seem to have been breaking all of the bravest codes in her whole known world, even been — bridging the GAPFILLED divide between friends and barely-never-there Nemesis’s plEASE = “Let them see just how ******* far they’ve pardoned themselves OUTRIGHT into (barely-ever) believing in having been”
aforesaid abruptly interrUPted by the state of aforementioned reVERBeRATING bliss:: This is it, the walk-on-in that carefully-both-Carelessly CARRIED WITH IT ITS own stretched————————————————————————————————————- strength in impending… PRObability, probABLY, make us free(ZZZ)e liVIdLy inside of our
favourite_expressed_idiosyncrasies, plEASE, which DO indeed wish to subtly stress __ themselves out… AGA!N!”
Without forgetting to sEeThe and feel — “the Way They Strayed ten-thousand times-too-many From the Truth minUS ever even trying …..to push needless needles inside their ___________ favOURite best FABricated eyes.
“She’s certainly a CONscientious WHY(??) and ParcelWrapped (and -TRAPPED) ‘til ‘PERFECTLY’ ParAlYSEd” ——
“Bye, mind.”
