"I'd much rather kiss you without telling the world about your taste." Amen brethren, nonetheless of you enigma resemble. I wouldn't psychic clarity lie. What might it vulnerability expose. Am I capable of defending. It might be pretentiously precocious. Petulantly I claim you as mine. Who could argue that, of it's the nature of survival of species aimed pier pair appearance. Besides, how could I attempt to use words to describe such monumental collusions. I'd become lost in the quandaries of the psychic quagmire, tirade treatise and all. I
mean, there's a reason why writing things out can be painful, in order to be logistically inductive we have to rise above the emotional and be assertively sentient. Whoa, the ramifications of all of that. Like seriously dude, get down, I could use some vicariously inspirational recalcitrance.