Gut-outrage

Meandering through the falsehoods of the augmented psychological complexities, certain corollaries strike my mundane mind.
Changing your vista in order to suffice the needs of an already-satisfied soul is the epitome of commitment , precisely srwewing up your own existence.
To harbour a sense of feel-good is perhaps the best way to justify your misdeeds.
Yet at the end of the day she steals your show.
At this juncture, your image seems to perfectly overlap a professional-dreamer's cast.
The stereotypical idiots empathize while the intellectually-blessed mock.
Either you suffer anxiety-attacks(most of the lot are good in dramatics) or you follow Shakti Chattopadyay's footsteps.
The former tend to become more and more attack-prone while the latter turns a new leaf.
A unique lot is blessed to possess dual-characteristics and luckily I belong to this sect.
She enjoys the company of this sect. Fodder of two different flavours well packaged and market-friendly.
Actually, she has various un-apprehended demands which fail to maintain a steady state and is stabilized dyanamically. Therefore, its quite clear that I have the most important role in this obtuse reaction. The side effects of this potentially-challenged reaction has had an acute effect on my gut which in turn makes you people go through this torture.