It’s a thing of incrementally outraged bliss, even if: when the words warble to WoBbLe this is precisely both PreviouslyWhen::
“Our need to depend UponSomethingElseSuddenlyBecameEverything.”
It’s a hodgepodge, a super human endeavour of, ahem… endless entertainment.
Even though they’ve done the clockwork and then some.. we shall unearth yet AnotherUpturnedMasterpiece
Ultimately ignored(!) Is that fine? F—-k no(…) and thanks for hardly ever even entertaining
Your DeadendBraIn: “there’s been a range, a level of credible enthusiasm(again) even when(???)”
The sound of violated silence had been.. an utterlyInternalThing. This particular determination of hers will
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g: even when(?????) it’s been sleeping with its knees dragging themselves back to MATTER OF FACTimagination. “Yes, there IS a nation of people blowing wind in her sails… .
And, even when she fails to see it, that’s always been the CERTAIN-MOST case
