Expressing the Quaking Pain

It is trippy. If you are new to our show, it is a rodeo. Float in the air like you don't care and watch day to day what you wear. People are here and there, and no one knows exactly what they are gonna get from this choclateir. Messy lives, messy wives. Today all say fou il, they want to be free. Nothing was without a cost, and never were they impeccable and honest with me. Witchcraft is that that gets under your skin and, in terms of words, you do not know where to begin. It was best for men to feel like they were just part of the plot, but now they see their chains they amassed by playing a game. The "lovely" ladies ain't so polite, drippy sweet, and lovely anymore. What it will take to remain that way on air is inconceivable. Wait until the torture chain goes insane inside ALL of you on one day. I will just be knocked out cold sleeping. Now HIS eyes see my mastery and pain. 42 years of neverending dramady around me as I hold in the hurt, fear, and unceasing unfair voracious draining on my body, heart, and abilities physically. I now know what you all are doing. Do your work, fellas, before it is too late for you as well.