What if we did the unthinkable and spoke with our ears pressed MENTALLY against the glass faced ceiling and went further than far…
Into an unknown person’s living room called utter Apprehension: “she’s been sitting here, sifting thru(, FROM ME TO YOU,) and causing it all to make some sort of UPsiDe dowN SenSe… .” When she went ten thousand times inside of her unSHAKEABLE sElF for the sake of outlandish heartache actually –
And we cannot but UpSIDeDowN understand the very last hand she’s been dealt – WICKEDLY – by her very own tone of QuickThinking And equALLy repulsed brain. We want to nurture the utterly under-nurtured/TREACHEROUSLY TORTURED people, too
and we will still wanna— come to comfortably comprehend SAID: “UpsIDeDowN cards they’ve been FREAK!SHLY played!” Whilst she
Stands backUP AND FOR ONE MILLIONTH EGOLESS TIME. Perhaps DAFTly wishing to call “TIME NOW, plEASE…” on all of these utterly unfashionable, LACED-WITH-TREACHERY and fAlseLyFeLt misunderstandings named…..
Lopsided OCD.” Will she really need to twist her BACK-TO-FONT brain back on itself TIME AGAIN.. to make
== “StarRyeYeD kinds of sense of herself and without ever even needing to be
– a heroine for anyone else?”
