The Perfect Posture (How You Gonna Stand Up When Everything's Already Stands)

just read it please

im glad.

glad.

glad to make a presence at what someone can utmost achieve just by doing everything until its veins explode.

inducing all the euphorias into the place i want it to be  �" unorganized 

but you can take it from the shelves easily, because you remember it very well.

i'm glad.

i bleed.

bleed to make a splash of sensing the perfect panorama of a perfect mind.

carousing all the lectures, thoughts, implements.

directing a perfect point of how you gonna state that statement itself to yourself.

organize the perfect order of a spontaneous presentation.

the trusted royal censorship companions raise their glass, they have no job lately.

hypocrites smilingly walking away.

i took.

took some chances to be a better person from a shattered road.

fossils and discoveries just stumbling on the ground, no need a shovel to admire that.

remembering the words from the precious burned notes, complement it so you can save it on your pocket.

saw a fire and not to look at the other way.

admiring all the paths, roads, crosswords, currencies, game consoles, percentages, attires, and all the perfection that stands for imperfections.

    i know for sure, i can be better now.

       "please�" don't stop admiring. one way and another"

i have everything now�" 

as long as i remembered. 

thank you.