Moving away (entirely)
from the(ir) pitch-perfect desire to breathe with encyclopaedic wings, “Yes, please.”
and other alternatively lopsided thinkings(, indeed). She’s been following herself around and around and
Stamping her Holocaust
feet at the state of the whole widely (UN)available world (for NOW). We’ve collapsed inside of our own bodies and MINDS ((again)) and TRIED… …
“for typically sanely, please.” When
The nature of the whipping weather tended to sugarcoat their lambasted souls, actually. She was speaking inside of her very own (outlandishly) dramatised dreams again… when all of these (previously mIsPlAcEd) priorities first people
Played with their own (state of) GAME: “of god al(-*******)-mighty! She’s delaying her (style of segregated) self for the state of everybody else’s – utMOST chance at Dostoyevsky and dAnCe.”
