@makyo's Markov bot, generating Very Maddy Sentences from poetry and fiction.
ARAMANTH: How did you get my sheets onto the styrofoam of the pile of hyperbole.
She left the lights tech for STT.
You told me of how you sat, quiet and alone, waiting for the ewer of water, I hope only to reflect what I can, hoping I might somehow gain my own What have you changed?
I crawled up onto the bed to make the trek there for half an hour of drive ahead of us, we were able to make my life extra different by moving away and dating a girl.
Like, most of the table for dear life and work with that, and vice versa.
My skirt's still bunched up between us, but I've managed to make me cough, the image of my cheeks, at my lips.
I will remain whole, Confident that I wish I could never tell you that you feel love.
Ey could feel a numbness creeping over emself from the contacts, even though still in eir trouser pockets and straightened back up, plots of land chopped into smaller groups.
Michael stood fully from his messenger bag off of his reverie.
My ears were buzzing to loudly for me to a New Years party on new years, because it kept my step-dad out of place.
Slow, steady strokes across, around... soft bristles dislodging soil one speck at a disadvantage -- Panting and aswish -- Would that I wish I could never tell you that you told me.
Maverick, always a happy person and a few yards before getting intercepted by a room to themselves with a few of whom he'd known online for the last six years.
All of that was sensual enough to get plagued with depression and mood swings.
Have I any need for naught but that which love allow.
I felt logic getting in the afternoon on IRC.
The meaning behind the story of me & my dogs comes with a thick white border, space on the stem, yet are not roses clipp'd and shown?
Bomber laughed and leaned themself in against Peter, slipping their hand into his and Sascha's room to get in touch.
She would be dinner and struck out for the other still holding hands, the couple relaxed back from my tears, and my limbs out from beneath the bar tickles me.
The dance was a silence fell over the room in the dark, pulling Ian warmly against his front, Rei nodded silently.
The silence continued to stretch up a boy, taught to be reached when enough people decided that they knew each other once, earlier in college before they'd moved in together, and it works out.
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