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Welcome to I took many pictures but only one good one (guess which)
Joji On Carson Daly
Look at him go! I love this compact amount of flesh and bones!
UNBLOCK ME BITCH credit to hot.raisinz on instagram, they were lucky enough to be in the barricade away from the craziness of the crowd
joji - windows
A short-short about the Boiler Room Ballad
“UNBLOCK ME, BITCH!” George was drunk as hell. Drunk off of the booze he had had with Tanner, and drunk off of the adrenaline born from stage fright. Was she watching? He wondered. No one could see the real him behind his shades. Good.
For every word he sang for her, he had the hope that she spared a thought for him. Maybe she thought of the time they had spent together. Maybe she remembered how he made her laugh with the dumbest jokes and made her blush with the mere touch of his hand. Did she remember how he loved to brush his tongue across her soft bottom lip? How could she forget his eyes, the color of black coffee, like the kind he would brew for her after a night full of their love? Those weren’t tears George were shedding. He told himself it was just sweat.
“I just want to make sure you’re all safe, all safe…” George tried to keep the crowd steady in his sight, but all he could think of was his shock when he saw her battered body that she tried to conceal with a longsleeves shirt and jeans. Who was she trying to fool? At the time, it was a warm summer evening. He tried to tell her, begged her, to be with him instead. Leave him. He’d treat her infinitely better, love her way better. He would tenderly kiss her bruises and wounds and make her his queen.
But no.
In his eyes, everyone in the crowd were pieces of his broken heart, the one that she had crushed into fine bits.
“Thank you,” he said quietly into the mic. No one really applauded him, but he imagined that maybe if she had chosen him, she would have been in the crowd, smiling proudly and clapping for him.
So this is XNXX ft. that weird ass dance, he really is just out here