Lonely + bored is a negative equation. Denied a chance at relations through osmosis of a fair character and fine plastic cutout, picture-perfect Penelope, my head won't seem to let it go. Same dust bridge, different carriage rotation. Fuck a cocoon! Spittle spit spit! That's what I get for breathing too lightly. Three cheers for a neverending cycle! Give in! HURRAH! Taoism! HURRAH! Of course they'll "vibe" it! HURRAH! When asked, Elise will say, really? Time flies! Opportunity is fleeting, if you...