If it’s been harder to understand then it’s definitely been playing its own GaMe of Let’s Get Ourselves Officially mEssEd Up inSide of our Zig ZaGgInG of Head : where there were ways and there were definitely ways… to hold their hearts hard and heavily and utterly… a fLuTtEr
Together-MORE. It’s … perhaps a changing set of determining events which shall SET HER OFF again… and send her into a spiralling of shallow gRAVE. But yet she did it with
“Everybody else exacting their Very Own {source of} delicately played-out Revenge(!)” Even if it is fickle to’ve swam with(IN) the tide until _ALL of their hotly CONtending masterpieces came comfortable a cropper actually.
They did the wrong sorts of IDIOTIC people in and waited to WITNESS:: something utterly ******* nasty and totally disgusting for its penetrating worth “When we even put our foot on the mother effing pedal TIMES A MILLION {too many} == =
And Finally Come to O.T.T terms{and CONditions}with the most outlandishly aforementioned zig zagging event in the whole wide
Ahem: “hEaD.” It’s most probably a deadbeat masterpiece of lousily underwhelming significance, actually, which takes her with it to the(farthest)corners of crazily ChaOtIc, and she might just like to turn off{ALL OF}the lights, LOSE the musical matrimony that’s been happening and
Dance… .. • the lightest ******* layabout dance imagined: by all of nobody else but for her utter self/(esteem) caught in red ribbons of entangled marvelosity Actually… .
