They did not seem to understand nor commonplace comprehend their very own sense of hard/talking equilibrium anymore
Of fighting for their FITness of prolonged prestige and locational wherewithal. Where-ever HAVE THEY (all of them) BEEN, though: with their fingers and toes Crippled and TwIstEd in a Fine/And/Abstract row of pretty little nail TarNisHed polka dots, “if you MUST know!”
They do appear, IN/FACT, to have been ACT-ing all sorts of ought/to reALLy have been…
ENJOYING themselves and to the ABSOLUTE M-A-X. Of their happiness of ICONOCLASTIC being… …
Relatively MAXED-OUT, perhaps? Albeit, equally overWHELMED, disHEVellED and SUBSTANTIALLY ABLE (- once more)
To treat themselves to these rather secretive summaries of interpersonal agreements- what is an AGREEment, though, “you MAY WELL option yourself to bother and ask?!”
But for.. ultimately, a basking in borderline dissociation disorder, in-FACT!! And these adorable aforeMENTIONED pEoPle HAVE BEEN simultaneously/BOTH/W-I-S-E-L-Y wishing..
To last a HELL-uva long time for now: forever IN-FACT- and to test themselves IS to STRENUOUSLY embark ((again!)) upon (- once more!) WHOLEheartedly treasuring…
Their very OWN singular SenSe of NEVER-ending bli$$
Yes… … there’s just GOTTA/be a dollar/sign DELIGHTFULLY designed at the end/of/it all, and (wit)h their QuivERinG signature signed, sealed AND DISpassionately delivered
Even when money (mean)s nothing, but something to someone- “someWHERE!!?”
