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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Mike Driver
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Xuebing Du
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JBB: An Artblog!
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Show & Tell
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Peter Solarz
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todays bird

Janaina Medeiros

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@freedomformypeople
My dog doesn't hardly want to move at all the entire day long. And then when 11pm presents itself, he acts like he just ate 5 pounds of cotton candy and snorted 3 grams of cocaine.
#Profiling
The bride of Christ
Songwriting sesh.
Digging this button-up
Painting Pictures mastered. Unfortunately without sound equipment. I am reading my lyrics while Iām singing, so donāt be weirded out by my facial expressions. Amen.
āDarkness so seductive So alluring and obstructive Iāve not given fucks in weeks Iām a child of my father Iām a daughter of the sun Itās shining longer here I disappear And go there where itās won But all the envy All the lust High-class living Look at us Living well enough alone Making martyrs out of stones You wake up in a haze Forget remembered yesterday Naming shadows maimed, Destructive structure lures To fame And Iāve not fucked in weeks I am an empress A Myri-yad of sym-phonies One placeātoo stag- nant I donāt belong Just an image from the sun All the envy All the lust High-class living Look at us Living well enough alone Making martyrs out of stones I guess you wake up in a haze Forget remembered yesterday Strike me I have bloodlust I can taste it All the blood itās running through me running through you I am newā
Bloodlust by Ćndrea ReneĆ© Peterson
Die and dream Of your touch un-raveling I heard you sleep Were rattling oh-oh Tell me all about your life in California Criss-crossed our fingers, you had hoped to die Tell me all about your secrets Donāt deny We could you all about The mys-tic money Rollinā in the gold dust Never-ending lust for Savior Come for meāEcstasy Die and dream of me Smashing disbeliefs Iāve seen your black hole One grave of galaxies Iāve put on a show for your makers wrapped in daises Singing old tapesā Fashionista ghosts in the pavement. Suicide and fame really make the band We could tell you all about The mys-tic money Rollinā in the gold dust Never-ending lust for Savior Come for meāEcstasy Come for meāEcstasy Talk about trenches of love Waiting for me Die and know the love Hypnotically smoke the shame away
Unnamed by Ćndrea ReneĆ© Peterson
Feels like Iām singing to myself Again Iām a trophy on a shelf Was I really such a fool? To believe heād love me as he loves himself Who am I? Where will I go this time? Stuck inside The limelight Painting pictures of a holiday Grasping walls down the rabbit hole I think that I had always known He would leave me when I Was waist-deep Singing me to sleep To strip me bare Missing. Dreaming. Reminiscing oh the nightmare. When you kissed me I was right there. We missed it. We missed it. We missed it.
Painting Pictures by Ćndrea ReneĆ© Peterson
Surely I am heading to the east And they are waiting on me The sun is getting heavy The sun is going to slumber And at the very least I will arrive At the rising of it all Just on time, Weāve been waiting for the fall They saw it all Before I could Saw it all in the wild Virginia wood Second guessing conversations Coffee or a loaded coffin Waiting for that one, Or going where the sun is getting heavy And the Son will make you ready I will arrive At the rising of it all Just on time Weāve been waiting for the fall They saw it all Before I could Saw it all in the wild Virginia wood Concrete walls have made impressions and Iām still forgetting What a life is with the love And what itās like to watch it setting Oh that sun, Right over the blue--- You will arrive At the rising of it all Just on time Weāve been waiting for the fall We saw it all Before you could Saw it all as the wild Virginia would.
Virginia Would by Ćndrea ReneĆ© Peterson
It's a pretty fabulous afternoon at #starbucks reading #TheSignatureofallThings and drinking Green Tea [:
Chilling at the "anatomy bar" (; #UNT #wanderlusting
Yummy organic pho for lunch (: no preservatives #NoGMO
Found a dream catcher! Such a beautiful token regarding what God has been instilling in me this week (:
All naturalllll (: #takethathumidity
Earthing (: