Time

Graciously. Yes. This is a game of particulars for your observance. There is nothing correct for you. Nothing sees the weight of the parachute that I pull. No. Herdsman adaptability of being replenished with milk. A labor of cows for water. Water. The mantle of irritable regret is the claim of a title than no one cares to become a role model for. Well. Yes. You are not doing anyone any favors. No. You are helping yourself achieve, relatively among us. This is a well and I wish you would leave. Nature with One. Relative. Consider. Who was your Grandmother? A donut can not tell time. A donut at ten could make you think that arms were involved. God's Hands. Grandma was abandoned to cry alone. Yes. Graciously. Yes. Oh shit. How am I suppose to get this out!? Fuck. There goes my rib. Intensely mortified. A Father being that gives birth to a Daughter until He can no longer tolerate wellness with Her and imprints The Space of Her Surrounding before The Final Collapse where He remains The Last Man Standing. A threshold for understanding the numbers game. Once you are fucked you are always fucked. Play the odds. An intensely mortified collapse into the very God damn hole that you arrived from. Yes. Graciously. God damn. Grueling. Yes. Monster. Yes. Graciously. Yes. Yes. Helio Monster Man Aaron Carter with Her Angel Isla Porras. Yes. Graciously. Yes.

Water