#bookoflost things

[featheredmidnight]

    “The library has been dusted”.        And the kitchen, the porch,       and the dungeon, that too.     “Can I leave now?”.

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“I wanna be your vacuum cleaner

Breathing in your dust

I wanna be your Ford Cortina

I will never rust

If you like your coffee hot

Let me be your coffee pot

You call the shots babe

I just wanna be yours”.

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Heart thingy

;send a ♡ to hear how my character would tell your character that they loved them without actually using the word "love."

    “Just stop. Shut that goddamn mouth for a second, alright?I need to tell you something, and I don't know how to do it so shut up and let me try. You've done something to me. I don't know what it is,I just know it fucked me up badly, and that I should be mad at you, and maybe partly I am but mainly I'm just— confused. I don't know what's happening with me — ever since I've met you, I've finished all the lyrics I could never complete. All of them, and more. And sometimes I feel like I wanna hurt you, like, physically hurt you, because I never agreed to feel this way, like a goddamn schoolgirl whenever you're around, but I do, and sometimes I feel like I — we could be real happy, but then I just...You couldn't be happy with me. And I'm dying because I want that to change. I want it badly”. Pause.   “I want you to be in all of my lyrics. Please”.

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“ Well she said, baby,

I feel you coming up

We spend a lifetime

Getting our love all wrong

She said, there's no need

Come on, it won't take long

The dreams are strange but good

Through the deep, dark

Through the deep, dark wood

Love, lay your hand upon my chest

So I can't go back

No, this love ain't like the rest

No, I can't go back

Now there's no more to love than this

No, I can't go back. ”

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bookoflost-things replied to your post:; stage light hymns.

u do realize thst im mobile and can’t compete with this. do u realize.

...if you're talking about formatting then you should know that idgaf about formatting but if you're talking about lenght I am sorry I really am I forgot about that

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; stage light hymns.

       He looked like a god. Not because his body reminded her of century-old marble (although, to be fair, that imagery had gone through her mind, once or twice, beneath bed sheets and alcoholic vapors), but because people, those mortal souls who could not compose sacred hymns with a guitar like he did, were flocking around him like ants on honey. 

       In a way, she hated them. He smiled to them; he was a human around them. He was harmless, and not ready to burn them like a goddamn supernova, like he was with her.

      Ignoring the crowd, Morgan turned around and tried to erase the bitterness on her tongue with a sip of wine.The stage lights were still on, his guitar hidden there in the shadows, and she was almost surprised someone would allow such a lethal weapon to be left out there in the open.   Morgan chuckled. She could feel herself losing it more and more everyday.

     She waited until the crowd has vanished to let her presence be known. With her back against the wooden counter of the bar, Morgan clicked her tongue and smiled, turning around just barely enough to let him know that she was talking to him.

                                                                   “A great gig, really.                                          Nice choice of words on some lyrics.                                          It almost sounds like you were,  you                                          know, actually talking to  someone”

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NSFW FLOWER THING

Put ✾ and I will generate a number to find out how your muse will find mine - NSFW/SEXUAL SPECIAL.

8 — my muse dancing around to sexy music;

    “—What?    It's Led Zeppelin,    they're hot”.