#get god

[mondaysown]

God interjecting.... Not today, Satan

[kylorenswrites-blog]

there’s a problem when you can’t, as an admin in a gender swap rp, find the right ethnicities for certain characters and there’s just as big of a problem if you take a big male and give the female version of the character a petite fc.

and when you get defensive when people call you out on your bullshit, that’s an even bigger problem.

[deepcolourlove]

Available on iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/au/album/get-good-infinitefreefall/id959054973 Remix by @infiniteff Saxophone by Ella Wisniewski Lyrics: I woke up with the sun in my chest. New kicks on, shining Sunday Best. Blanket homes, and tight rope trees. Dark roads will cool these warm bodies. Push that Bad down. Wring that wash out. Dreading the day that we begin to read into self-doubt. Steal that gut feel, and every cold thrill, Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill. Snap back to the youth in you, Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good, oh the getting good. Close gaps in the winter stoop, when everybody lights up another hoop, that's the getting good. oh the getting good. I broke good with every ounce of 'should'. The Deep Blue rising underneath my hood. Your subtle shows, are what I don't need. I'm watching, I'm feelin'. Make the best of me. Push that Bad down. Wring that wash out. Dreading the day that we begin to read into self-doubt. Steal that gut feel, and every cold thrill, Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill. Snap back to the youth in you, Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good, oh the getting good. Close gaps in the winter stoop, when everybody lights up another hoop, that's the getting good. oh the getting good. Snap back to the youth in you, Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good, oh the getting good. Close gaps in the winter stoop, when everybody lights up another hoop, that's the getting good. oh the getting good.

[how-didiget-here]

@infiniteff killin' it again. Saxophone magic by Ella Wisniewski

[playandlisten]

[hellohooligan]

[desouzatech]

@infiniteff killin' it again. Saxophone magic by Ella Wisniewski www.facebook.com/saintsouth www.facebook.com/infiniteff I woke up with the sun in my chest. New kicks on, shining Sunday Best. Blanket homes, and tight rope trees. Dark roads will cool these warm bodies. Push that Bad down. Wring that wash out. Dreading the day that we begin to read into self-doubt. Steal that gut feel, and every cold thrill, Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill. Snap back to the youth in you, Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good, oh the getting good. Close gaps in the winter stoop, when everybody lights up another hoop, that's the getting good. oh the getting good. I broke good with every ounce of 'should'. The Deep Blue rising underneath my hood. Your subtle shows, are what I don't need. I'm watching, I'm feelin'. Make the best of me. Push that Bad down. Wring that wash out. Dreading the day that we begin to read into self-doubt. Steal that gut feel, and every cold thrill, Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill. Snap back to the youth in you, Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good, oh the getting good. Close gaps in the winter stoop, when everybody lights up another hoop, that's the getting good. oh the getting good. Snap back to the youth in you, Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good, oh the getting good. Close gaps in the winter stoop, when everybody lights up another hoop, that's the getting good. oh the getting good.