M3L

Crumple it up and toss it out. Light the trash can
Burn it all I say

(My brain when I finally make editing progress)

I seem incapable of posting

Trying out things that scare me is frightening

I've consistently had dreams about being eaten alive by zombies recently...then I got off cypro and now all my dreams are about normal things (falling off buildings)

Voltaire says to cultivate your garden:

And I feel like I sprayed RoundUp on a quarter of it

Buffoonery belies baffled bogus bruts. Besides brunt bastardization, better bables bemoan being brought before, blatantly. burbles best behave broadly beyond borderlines: barred backings beset boundaries.

But bandwidth brings barebones bifurcation because beguiled believers bumble.

Apparently aspirations alter active attentions. Alternatively, affirmative apprehensions affectively animate anthropocentric apparences attuned almost arborescently along Augustinian approches: all almost always arrest appropriate adjustments.

Allowing absolved aprioric absentee appreciation after apathetic afluvia adjudicates assent away, altruistically.

Attempts at accumulation ain't alienating ancient apostles. Astringent altercations axe adjusted appropriations.

Finding out that trying to find out something to say can be made easily into saying something about trying to find something to say

physical formats for digital information should come back in a big way

my name is Mel and I have long legs and adhd