S A D B O Y B A D B O Y

Witchcraft. Contemporary Dance. Existentialist Poetry. High-Fashion. Satanist.

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jake and mikol pareadox and sadboybadboy pink and blue

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NOT YOUR MISTRESS

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HOLLYWOOD HILLS KILLS

luxury reality at higher altitudes high-end life of style living faster and harder too vintage 1942 money spilt by youth 1% dreamed by you dying faster and harder too

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fiona grey x mikol alari

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spread my ashes at the chateau matmount.

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w i t c h b i t c h. w a t c h o u t.

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legs like kate

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six inch rubber mates.

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Studio City Teens.

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the platform is my home

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don't fuck with me

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"MOTEL MISERY" by Mikol Alari

street walking late at night

to the somber ballad

that is my morality's raging fight

this is beyond lonely

seeking even artificial romance

found in the arms of strangers only

waiting curbside at midnight

like a desperate reflection

decaying below the streetlight

until the predator rolls up

dirty money makes it fair

stuck in motel misery until times up

falling victim to sin but still repent

sell myself again

the body is for rent and the heart is vacant

to compensate for the void that is compassion and light

i cross my heart

take a shot of liquid luck

and hope to die

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rip los angeles

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s h r i n e

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i broke into the chateau marmount

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"FORTY-FIVE" by Mikol Alari

sometimes i want to be the forty-five million, sitting pretty on a hill sometimes i want to be the forty-five millimeters, out for the kill with forty-five, i want to live a disreputable life, but do it in style and die likewise (ALL RIGHTS RESERVED)

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