it doesn't have to be like this... it doesn't have to be like this!!! it doesn't have to be like this killer whales! killer whales!
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it doesn't have to be like this... it doesn't have to be like this!!! it doesn't have to be like this killer whales! killer whales!
pretty soon you'll find some nice young satanist with braces and one capital O significant "Other"
and you can take him home to your mother and say "mom, this is my 'brother'"
I've been waiting all my life
I've been waiting for some real good porn. Something with meaning. Something fulfilling.
I'd like to make my shame count for something
Is it harder to sleep when you're holding the machine?
Is it harder to sleep when you can hear him breathe?
And I want you to fuck me in your sleep, it's the only way I'll know that you love me
'Cause there's always gotta be a new angle
“I promise I will never use the term ‘anthro-fiction’ when describing your body of work”
—
47 out of 327 words - Portrait of the artist as a young fag
This is the end of the song. And it is just a song
This is a version of me and you that can exist outside of everything else
And if it is just fantasy, then anything can happen from here
The contract is up, the names have been changed
So pour one out, whoever you are
These are only lyrics now
To prove that she must still exist, she moves herself about her fist
And won't ever never give a shit about all those words you're wasting
And did you know the liberty bell is a replica, silently housed in its original walls
And while its dreams played music in the night, quietly, it was told to believe
park that car
drop that phone
sleep on the floor
dream about me
Take my soul away, don't let it go to waste
'Cause I've been living off you and to me that'd be such a shame
and the beer i had for breakfast was a box of cheap white wine / and the boombox on my shoulder was a box of clementines / i ate every single one without noticing the mold / you said "you're gross my darling" i said "no, i'm rock 'n roll"
there's a beautiful score that i'll never hear / when my vision blurs it rings in my ears
i must be saved, i must be saved before the end
can i not upload mp3 files from my phone wtf? lame.
what are the ethics of posting music that is not mine to a tumblr blog no one cares about (with links to the original source). does it matter that much i'm sure it doesn't matter that much. w/e
can i not upload mp3 files from my phone wtf? lame.
because you always work on thursday nights / and i need something else to analyze
i'm making a fortune painting you a portrait of the artist
(( this blog was made on april fools because the prank is that this is actually an oc roleplay blog ))