I woke up. Hi. How are you doing? Bye. How well will you do? As the first chapter sets in the feeling of words move through out your brain the incural says it's science the other one says it's romance.
But neither romance nor science can say the wise words of the author. As he displays true artism and forgets half of words. He says some words and leaves it at that. You look at the words trying to find meaning but the truth is. The author lied to you.
When you read a book you skip some words and never read the full sentence, but have you ever read a book and didn't skip the words, but actually came back to read them once more?
This is the life of you. You are in charge, and everything you do is your doing.
But is it? Is your life your life or is it something inside of you telling you what to do? Let's change the subject and.
Wait, what am I reading is this a novel? These words are weird. "incural" what's that? He doesn't want a conversation he wants a book stop stop.
When flying do you move or do you fly? Does your arm move forward and backward or doesn't it move backward and forward.
He kicks her face and spews his tongue. That's what she was needing. She hit his car with her bicycle cause she was bored. The man didn't care that she was a woman and hit her in the face. Your brain got happyness.