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I can't dance I got honky hips.
Bulgaria's song is literally the most trite boring ballad I don't get why it's getting so many points
An ambient trip on artificial paradises. Cover artwork by Beeple.
I sometimes think of recording myself reading my poems but then I'm like ugh.
Separation Anxiety
I can't do this anymore. Without you my life is gray. Bleak and unexciting. You took all of the color away when you left. Why did you leave? All I do now is sit at the door and wait for you. Please come home now, I've worn a spot in the floor from where I stand Waiting. Was it me? I can change. Invert and churn up the murky waters of my world. For you. Anything for you To return. I think it's time to come home now. I'm starting to think that you're never coming back- And it scares me.