Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Kaledo Art
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Cosimo Galluzzi
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Jules of Nature

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ellievsbear
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Origami Around

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@earthboy3994
Paura delle grida disperate di mia madre.
la desolazione.
Penso che questo album sarĂ un successone.
Fuck yeah Maynard James Keenan! na We Heart It.
post punk....
There's someone in my head but it's not me
sad b&w blog♣
Sitting on the Floor Outside of Grimes’ Dressing Room, Washington State
photo by John Kelly
new song idea — “Dust” — here’s a rough rehearsal in the practice space, look for this song and two or three other new ones at our upcoming shows — SF, Europe, Korea, and Japan.  hoping for the new record to be recorded in november/december and released as soon as march…
the only way to be quiet is to be quick a slow death rite like an innocent fight left me choked and white in a patch of light feeling like a wick wax drowned and bright burned skin like a string black ashes slight i know i gotta kick but i can’t get sick i’ll hold you here tight, keep you overnight and it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick keep outta sight while my watch just ticks i’m trying to keep quiet but i can’t move quick drowning in air light floating up in flight then it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick you fall i forced myself to be quiet just to be quick lead a slow death rite like an innocent fight left me choked and white in a patch of light feeling like a wick wax drowned and bright burned skin like a string black ashes slight i know i gotta kick but i can’t get sick i’ll hold you here tight, keep you overnight and it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick but now i’m fucked to die in a world of shit i’m trying to keep quiet but i can’t move quick wings matted with death spilled oil slick then it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick and you fall