A whole lotta love for a whole lotta lopsided Sh!T actually; they are taking it to the next stage and aging AND RAGING like fine whining CRIMINALS.
The wind in their soliloquy sails seems steadfast and rather manoeuvrably(?) reaL
The thinking woman had a hundred percent of her sent-demented-mind working a wondrous stage of its own / these
Constrained wrongfully underdogs and she might just = “utter… existential words at their SERIOUSLY pragmatic ears. We don’t even wish for
Utter upside-downNESS anymore, don’t even Wanna See The Red(DENIAL) Inside Of Her ViliFied Eyes(!!)” When, then… apprehensively they did the unashamedly unthinkable thing: they
Panned themselves out along the blood-R!DDEN ground and begged, begged… BEGGED:: “for round 10”… … .” In. A. Fucking. NUTshell.
