They have watched her mind multiply, times-a-thousand secretively descriptive things; she’s not even your usual sort-of-girl, actually… and that is utterly alright(!!)
— You see, she’s been fighting with the hot-wiring inside of her laugh-out-low(.) mind sometImES. 😉
Petrified what she might lie down and actually find… …
Even been bleeding herself dry by the seams.. to make mediocre sEnSe of such-a-beautiful and sunny-minded person of sickeningly suggestive repositioning…
Her words are war-torn and blown-out-of-ALL-PROportion: but JUST i-m-a-g-i-n-e this for a mere-EAGER(!) moment, PLEASE(?)
– imagine her wisest wish for that lifelong smile to make utter-sense-of-itself sometimes, if you will be so-very-good as to indulge yourselves just so very well —-
She is, in-FACT(!) an original… facsimile: a living, bReAtHiNg, reminiscing member…
Of a most recent and commonly-accustomed group of wonderfully written people – even if, and when, her pARTicular and pecuLIAR story is awash with the colour
Of
Upside
D
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N gold. It still mother-effing smoulders – brought herself shoulder-to-shoulder with giants, one of a “kindly kind”
