"Incurable disease on the day of rest"
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i don't do bad sauce passes

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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@thefearmachine
"Incurable disease on the day of rest"
Happy Vincent Price Day!
A few photos from a walk a while back, something really soothing about a graveyard stroll
𝖗𝖔𝖟𝖟 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖒𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖈𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍🖤
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rozz williams live with christian death, 1980s
Flowers
This is my favorite sad story, Forget me not or I’ll forget myself I’ve got a few things that I’m afraid of Sometimes I just can’t face myself
This is my favorite sad story, Forget me not or I’ll forget myself. I guess I’ll just tuck myself away tonight, You know it’s been one of those days.
Every pretty flower, Every lovely flower, Every deadly flower Hides its light inside of shame.
I do not know why you don’t know, I cannot reap what you have sown Beneath this blanket of loose soil, Wrapped around my mortal coil.
Well a stem is not a rose, But that’s how my garden grows. I can’t see the forest for the trees, Mistaking poison for disease Now it’s all shot to hell and back again.
I seek redemption for the Same old sins and I fall on my knees, And I pray that all the poppies they They will just fade away. But fields of poppies they remain. That’s how they found me last time, dead
This is my favorite sad story, Forget me not or I’ll forget myself. I’ve got quite a few things that I’m afraid of, Sometimes I just won’t face myself.
This is my favorite sad story, Forget me not or I’ll forget myself I guess I’ll just tuck myself away tonight You know its been one of those days.
Every pretty flower, Every lovely flower, Every deadly flower, Hides its light inside of shame.
I do not know why you don’t know, I cannot reap what you have sown, Beneath this blanket of loose soil, Wrapped around my mortal coil.
Irises lay in spring mud, Where lovers drown each other’s sorrows, Where lovers dream about tomorrow. As for me I drown another kind as Sadness runs course through my veins.
Posie wreaths they crown me.
My heart, My heart
I should just fade away, fade away
Like a flower
Got this done a few months back, considering how poignant but also comforting Lebanon Hanover has been this last year or so I thought it would make for a good first tattoo
KINGDOM HEARTS Concert -First Breath- Album
Love this rendition of the traverse town theme, very jazzy/blues, kinda gives me a friendly coffee shop vibe, which i kinda need during this big 2020 virus lockdown
Johnny Slut at the cemetery (1983)
Another bejeweled spider web, shimmering in the starlight like a diamond necklace…
Did a photoshoot thingy
Waves and waves of tranquility hit hard on your innocence..
Yeah, but now my name is Arthur, and I have to be a King? No thank you, watery tart.
A civilized weapon for a more civilized age....