There’s a dance that caught itself trying to cry inside of eagle eyed territorial uncertainty, she’s even been beautifully tainted with aforeSAID unCERTAIN DETERMINATION AND SENDING
these pedestrianized people into the ends of everywhereELSE, really, “we’ve even ended UP ending abruptly uninterrUPtible sentences again inside of their own heads :: we’ve EVEN been trying to chaotically cause all of their triggerhappy tears to TEND TO THEIR VERY OWN —
STATE of wonderFULLy argumentized taste. And if there really is an answer to the utterly unANSWERABLE (suggestion) then she’s been ticker-taping the sh!t outta all of these — prioritized people… with shoelaces for HELLAhecT!C headstrings, please!!”.. … …
Let us see the raptureHAPPY SEIZING of one damn unDENIABLY S!Ngular state of
every person’s last state of creatively LopSiDed FATE… . (WHEN) It’s date is set at seriously sanguine, “please.” And just like one kiss, she’s ILL-equipped
