We didn’t do it to die lightly inside our minds but rather because… “there were alternative plans on the hurried up horizon, and if these
People CONtinue to stare at our state of addle minded bliss we will need to
Tell them to.. smile and act fabricated as fabulously happy.” Even if it’s highly corrupt how they attempted to rent our souls for the price of utterly next to EVERYTHING which sinks TO SWIM
— “Within.” Even when we don’t need for the imbeciles at the centre of sarcastic to be so very… ahem, SarCasTicAlLy enthusiasTIC actually. They seem slightly different to the last version of the seen to be SAME people as before altho,
It’s a knife edge, sacrilege source of information which came their way, as we “endlessly entitled the under entitled individuals with the mile high minds to{classified}happiness inside of a nought-percentile glass of damn dastard(ly)
“Neat mother effing WHISKEY(!)” She’s a tad big bit actually totally uNsettLed as soon as her friends start at agitating her own source of utter apprehension.
And if: “we snigger and say these simplistic little tIcK~~ToCk things beneath our… theory of bristles breath again then she will
Have to Hurry along NOW (nice and profoundly) and transform herself, her altruistic form of undeniable truth and acknowledged understanding, into a makeshift masterPEACE for the sake of someoneElse..
with their shoes on the wrong feetENTIRELY and that fate of RETREATING hairline (HAPPENING) that can only (ever) spell:
“drink themselves to oblivion so as not to remember.”
