A Beautiful Disaster.
Her mood changes like the tides. Shallow then...deeper now.
Decisively indecisive, her choices are, never permanent.
Ever changing, like the waning and waxing of the moon, always pushing forward, also back, to her most pleasurable moment... now and then.
A display of choreographed chaos, her mind.... Is... A Beautiful Disaster.
This Is Civilized Savagery.