ÈISD RI GAOTH NAM BEANN GUS AN TRAOGH NA H-UISGEACHAN
[Listen to the wind upon the mountain till the waters abate.]
Bhon leabhar le T. D. MacDonald, "Gaelic Proverbs and Proverbial Sayings"
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ÈISD RI GAOTH NAM BEANN GUS AN TRAOGH NA H-UISGEACHAN
[Listen to the wind upon the mountain till the waters abate.]
Bhon leabhar le T. D. MacDonald, "Gaelic Proverbs and Proverbial Sayings"
Michael Corinthos has been lying low and stalking my Tumblr. 👍
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BeeTone - Lie Low [Video]
BeeTone is back with Lie Low, his first upload of 2025. Bringing some monster rhymes BeeTone might be paranoid sleeping with his eyes open, but he ain’t shy either. This track is taken from BeeTone’s latest project: B In The Building. Regular Guy The Mixtape coming soon and get ready for a surprise project coming in the next couple weeks. Filmed by: EchoLabsEdited & Directed by: BeeTone Beat…
Lie Low 🧿
There is no shortcut to happiness: How does one wave goodbye to stress? What’s the highly coveted recipe to worry or think less? When you look into my piercing eyes, Do you notice the weight of grief, shame, disdain? Are they a friendly reminder I was never all that sane?
Beware of the charmers I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Get over yourself, second guessers will never morph into insatiable go-getters We all do stupid stuff when we’re drunk Forgive me for being too blunt There’s no such thing as over confidence. (If only you could appreciate the suspense Of a good slow burner, you’re a born twist and turner.)
Am I too nervously available as I wait for unmade invitations? Perfection is only appealing while it soothes one’s ego. You should learn not to disturb the flow of human flaws Of nature and its rivers, flowers, and godless laws. I’m convinced this is the last of all the straws. I was never foolish enough to thing you’d give me The serenity of closure in an empty, beautifully polished, silver platter I’ll let you destroy (evenly tear) Every single conversation I thought to be rare. It seems I like to run in circles inside your (barely finished) drawing of a square. Beware of the charmers and their strategies for pretending they care. “There’s room to grow, open up to self-improvement” Slow and steady wins the race But it can also kill the thrill of the chase. (Did your tongue dislike my taste?) Or was my body just a convenient (foreign) territory to place the blame?
lofi hip hop beats to lie low to
The wand was ten inches, mahogany and phoenix feather, surprisingly flexible, and Sirius took to it like a delighted child, reminding Remus of the Sirius he'd known at sixteen, loved at eighteen and despaired of at twenty-two.
http://musesfool.livejournal.com/915429.html
They pronounced it "lee-low" xx
WRONG*
*commonly accepted as right but STILL WRONG MY WORD IS LAW IT’S LIE-LOW. HAIL SATAN AND HAVE A LOVELY AFTERNOON MADAM