I would treat Armand better than Luis ever could because I don't have hallucinations about my ex boyfriend and even if I did I a blond man could never take my stacion away Armand's beauty
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I would treat Armand better than Luis ever could because I don't have hallucinations about my ex boyfriend and even if I did I a blond man could never take my stacion away Armand's beauty
IDC OF IM A GROWN ASS MAN ILL STILL LISEN TO CRI CRI WHEN I CANT SLEEP
If I'm tired and in pain you cannot expect me to not listen to cri cri. Like the songs about the ugly and broken doll being loved uncondicionally by everyone and everything around her, or the puppies going to school to learn how to read and write aren't gonna make me feel better???
WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO??? take melatonin?? Where's the whimsi on that??
IDFC IF ITS TECHNICALLY FOR CHILDREN THEY FALL SLEEP THE MOMENT THE CRICKET STARTS SINGING at least I have the decency to pause the song before passing out
This is what he would have wanted
#girl as in gender neutral
"Ai makes art accessible"
Mud turns into clay in restless hands.
Ash becomes ink for wandering minds.
Flowers make paint for dreaming eyes.
Candle wax are sculptures waiting to burn.
Asfalt is nothing but a cavas if you hold chalk
Glass and rock and wood alike
The very blood on my veins is paint wanting to bleed life into my art.
A machine that never cries, never sweats, never bleeds.
One that never felt hot or cold, happy or sad.
One that never felt it's hands itch to create, never felt it's mind get lost in the clouds, never felt the spark on it's eyes when a hearth is full.
Art was always free for anyone to make, you just don't want to get your hands dirty
My gay ass could have never though we needed a number for nothing
Sometimes beer is not about drinking, it's bout enjoying the moment
Yo cuando la muralla es verde (divide todo lo que fue de lo que será)
I wish becoming evil and making everyone who ever doubted me regret it was a realistic career choice for me
vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex vampire sex
vampires who vow never to turn someone but end up doing so out of love and fear of losing them have me nodding my head like yup that’s the good shit right there.
thoughts on vampire subs? cause i have many...
i mean vampires gotta make a living while also eating the living. a vampire subway is a good business plan though i don’t think the marinara on the meatball sub is marinara. nevertheless this blog supports small business.
Every Deli needs a mystery sauce anyway
Never underestimate how committed I am to the bit.
I just bought the bit a ring. Im proposing today
I miss my dad, because I remember riding to school on a red Chevy and sorting through all the pop punk and latin rock cds just to play the Tinkerbell soundtrack again.
I miss my dad, because I remember hearing the story of the of a mouse who won a war, the cat who turned into a princess and the general who became a volcano out of grief every night.
I miss my dad, because I remember falling and bruising myself learning how to roller skate and him helping me up just to tell me I was the fastest in the world.
I avoid my father, because I remember the sting of him pushing a needle to my torso skin to cure my weak lungs I got from him.
I avoid my father, because I remember not eating or drinking for a day and it's night for a cause he believed in but I didn't understand.
I avoid my father, because I remember waiting hours for him to pick me up from school just for my mom to show up.
I miss my dad, I hope I don't see him again.
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