me with my mixed cd art

Janaina Medeiros

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Today's Document
almost home

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Jules of Nature

Origami Around
DEAR READER
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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ellievsbear
Keni
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Cosmic Funnies
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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me with my mixed cd art
Satan's Rhapsody (1917)
reblog with the last song you listened to in the tags
You should automatically get time off work until the light returns to your eyes and you feel like a real person again
birds during my travels (Not pictured or somewhere in the background - Versailles, Notre Dam, The Vatican, The Colosseum)
Ever went over a friend's house to eat and the food just ain't no good? I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed, and the chicken tastes like wood So you try to play it off like you think you can, by sayin' that you're full And then your friend says, "Momma, he just being polite, he ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!" And so your heart starts pumpin', and you think of a lie, and you say that you already ate And your friend says, "Man, there's plenty of food!" so you pile some more on your plate And while the stinky foods steamin' your mind starts to dreamin' of the moment that it's time to leave And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin' into something that looks like cheese
Oh, so you say, "That's it, I got to leave this place! I don't care what these people think I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous with this ugly food that stinks!" And so you bust out the door while it's still closed, still sick from the food you ate And then you run to the store for quick relief from a bottle of Kaopectate And then you call your friend two weeks later to see how he has been And he says, "I understand about the food, baby bubbah, but we're still friends"
art is you
some background noise for reading or relaxing
it's raining and I'm thinking of you
snoopy of the day
when you feel comfortable being your silly self around someone and you launch into the extended club mix dance
finished the new poetry book
phew