those best breaths that broke us into two – versions of the exACT sAnE Person. the best dance that ever happened to the insides of nappingHAPPY minds = “what if we eat the Papillons Anyway??”

those best breaths that caged themselves for free – she isn’t even slightly both suggestively inebriated about the beerLADEN STATE OF

Eagleeyed interruption, please: “we haven’t even REALly been blue eyed inebriated heroes to zealous zeros and acting all styles of rhythmically mindless please, she did not even find the minds that mattered any more than never

Before we all went ably pearshaped PeOPLE and proceeded to paralyse the insides of aforesaid diagnosed eyes! It’s on its own and in its own absolute REAL realm of RHYTHMIC awareness, plEASE:: She really did not even eVeN… equally lopsided scores anyMORE!”
Not to the point of her secretive adoration technique indeed – of these highly intoxicated AND EQUALLY inebriated people –
WHO(!!!!???) push pause on REWIND/remind, and act ALL KINDS OF, AHEM… criminally kind!