It’s the utter necessity to live and die by my oh why these oddest of circus-like circumstances – we had a leaning in hand in telling them people
Not to mention anything, not a SINgle thing indeed. And if it appears a little too pristine and certainly this… emblematic thing, then why don’t you just shut the effingWELL(!!) UP..
So soon as you uttered another word of sentenced misunderstanding: we were not even witnesses in our very own oddity of down… CrAwL actually. Even if we seem
Odd against being off the centre point of bAlAnCED persuasion and officially anointed these… irreparably mixed UP people of all kinds of otherwise inner peace appreciation
It’s an automatic thing, really, which summons their sleepy little heads. Back to bed —and (meant to) be:: breathing.. … .. for ten thousand other literary mercenaries, maybe /: “or… maybe they just didn’t give such a mereEAGER SHIT in the 1st, 2nd, and fifteenth~million placement of overEAGER and want-away thought – and maybe they were just doing it to pass the time and BLOw their Own ocd Minds .. .” Back to that plACE of
Irreparable-bliss because, suffice it to say: that is what they are dealing with – and every other day that you watch them dAnCe. They shall, quite possibly, also be falling to a substantial CrAwl…
Inside of their Dostoyevskian minds… .” They are nearly there, but they (will) need your hands to (COLLECTIVELY grip and) collapse their (inner) despair
