It’s this roundabout way of saying exactly how they feel, and it’s been feeling all sorts of oughta have been/- multiplied by these nightly overindulged people
Of purely Precious AND prioritisedMinds. Minding how they do go is NOT A BIG DEAL ANYMORE, even when
The ship has sank itself dry again, and their avidly suggestive eyes are askingAllOfTheRightAndRegularQuestionsAgain(…)
Half-time in life and they don’t seem to mind: although, “someone had to know, didn’t they, though(?!)”
How all of the goddamn cookies did cRuMble to a most cHaOtiC HalT actually. Speaking and chatting and bringing themselves to reasoning, it’s not
That they think about anything elseAnyMORE.. other than.. .. a way to say e-x-a-c-t-l-y what we seem to feel. Remarkable, indeed, the seed which they set Whilst Their Eyes Caught Fire — their mind’s desire DOES NOT LIE and it never will
