Theirs is the same as his and hers and ours and wherever, REALLY, have we all actually been but for.. tying tightly-n-all together
… … our very own oblong, upside-wrong-way-round shoelaces – the bravest WILL brazenly bRaVen ThE fAlL from a fucking great and narrow-angled HEIGHT. All spite and all-RIGOROUSLY-RIGHTEOUS, actually:
It doesn’t matter about the fACTS; because we’ve ALL OF US BEEN marvellously instilled with this illy begotten state
Of irreparable, incomparABLE bLisS, indeed. And we DO f-e-e-d by the other person’s intervening relationship.
