Each Cherished Memory of Mine Cause Iz Woe

Each cherished memory of mine...cause iz woe Analogous to unique ventifact for shore and seven years ago, where time and tide faintly roar within noggin o'this common Joe reviewing silent film unreleased, unpopular, unimpressive tour de force if technology existed to broadcast and show projected on big screen only to elicit chore tills whereby rotten tomatoes lobbed accompanied by dough less bro (i.e. an alter ego equally hoar rubble at lifelong accomplishments), though woke to awareness, whence twilight years sped more bajillion times faster than greased lightning, when final adieu will tide dully be high water mark luke king point blank at poor etch heave mints mostly abysmally, equally, pathetically barely drew stick figures upon tabula rasa mostly feeble scratches galore looking at you unknown reader, now doddering, hobbling, loafing... ignore rant of untold opportunities (long fostered barnacle clad) view wing gamut of healthy risk taking avoidance in name of war re: ness against challenging, testing, upending... true and tried loathsome overstayed welcome, a deplore hubble basket case squirreled within bedroom, who suffered rabid exhortations, objections, ultimatums... told to shovel ordure lack of gainful employment beset courtesy a slew of psychological mailer daemons case closed by parental cloture countless decades ague reduced present fulfillment score indelible bitterness toward self confident self I never knew afraid of doppelganger to central processing unit silly con wayfair core.