Needle In A Hay Stack

Looking for an expectation? Petty. "Despicable". I write for memory more so than relief, so in memory I write a solid unlatching. Chest pain, nothing like those 7 months. Stomach furies, nothing like the those for mom. A reach forward means absolutely nothing but it's for safe measure, coincidentally at the same moment they tell me safe measurements are good to take but still refusal is inevitable at my end. Quick and u-turn to return but what crushing of my soap box might that cause? Hurt every teens and tweens high horse and leave it for dead, smartass. Try to tend to the horse they shot, they try, the horse is fine, the horse kicks, knocks an eye, both eyes, is on its feet and begins to trot off. Leave you gnarly beast, and never return.