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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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All by my cell
How i look when i wanna be bad
Cardcaptor Sakura
Response to Anti feminism
folasade adu by albert watson for love deluxe, ‘92.
*heart eyes*
isn't this what happiness looks like
He used to call me DN That stood for deadly nightshade Cause I was filled with poison But blessed with beauty and rage Jim told me that He hit me and it felt like a kiss Jim brought me back Reminded me of when we were kids This is ultraviolence Ultra violence Ultraviolence Ultraviolence I can hear sirens, sirens He hit me and it felt like a kiss I can hear violins, violins Give me all of that ultraviolence He used to call me poison Cause I was poison ivy I could have died right there Cause Jim was right beside me Jim raised me up He hurt me but it felt like true love Jim taught me that Loving him was never enough This is ultraviolence Ultraviolence Ultraviolence Ultraviolence I can hear sirens, sirens He hit me and it felt like a kiss I can hear violins, violins Give me all of that ultraviolence We can go back to New York Cause loving him was really hard We can go back to town Heaven don’t know who we are Heaven is on earth I will do anything for you, babe Guess it is meant to be Crying tears of gold, like Adam and Eve I love you the first time I love you the last time Yo soy la princesa, comprende these late nights Cause I’m your jazz singer And you’re my cult leader I love you forever I really love you forever This is ultraviolence Ultraviolence Ultraviolence Ultraviolence I can hear sirens, sirens He hit me and it felt like a kiss I can hear violins, violins Give me all of that ultraviolence
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Oh wow, did she say that?
The mystery of pipe piper
Does anyone ever remember Peter piper? From the tongue twister peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers? What if peter piper was pipe piper? What if pipe pipper was just a good guy trying to get enough money to buy his own land where he could make pickled pepper delights. And he would waltz into villages solving their infestations and some would pay and some would blow him off. What if he snaped? After saving villages from rats he got tired of not being paid. And seeing his dres grow farther away he made a desperate act to kill the children so he would be paid correctly and anyone who refused him knew the price. He made sure one kid lived to tell the story then he went right on his way to help more villages until his dreams where complete. But to hide away from danger he packed away his flute under the ground next to his barn and introduced himself as peter pipper. And every morning he would say peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers......
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