They were wondering why it might take survival of the shrillest to amount… to grade-A understanding; it is the understatement of the decade to’ve utterly owned their own personified personality actually.
We were instantly excited about the way in which they wished for pure and UTTER pieces of distanced magnificence amidst a Ballet body of beautiful AND breathtakingly brutalised bone. “Only one and she will -/-
Endlessly understand the necessity of trying too hard some times and ALSO acting… … cordial and happy A-N-D … beyond the need for *Neanderthal-juice this time. That’s the “fine w(H)ine and other seriously submissive BEERS”, as she steers admittedly clEAR and listens to yet another set of eventual events(!) Will this be
her greatest disaster piece, and if so: “how should we know… what it reAlly means for her to’Ve
Signalled all of her DeMonS(of DesiRe) and DanCeD anyway??”
*Alcohol
