s t e p h 🌙

everything is social commentary.

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trigger warning: blood.

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somebody tell doechii it’s not a want, but a need.

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🇵🇸🇭🇹

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Et de deux for social media commentary.

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Et de un pour les maux de tête.

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Forgot this account existed. Anyway, here’s my art.

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I'm at war, you would never guess who against.

I do not own this image, but shoutout to whoever does.

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Somebody stopped the clock Change has come, but I stand in the distance I’ve seen at least two dozen Springs alas, covered by the very same coat

Each of my efforts is ricocheted back to me They say the end of my worries lies in an orange cylinder I feel miles away, floating above my conversations I am here, I assure you, perhaps just not present

They say good things are around the corner but maybe I live in the curve of this spiral So, I’ll be here in the meantime alone with my toys, as per usual

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsBpjqsI1tQ

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The days run promising trying to help as much as they can Bystanders stand close, attentive We’re all in awe before the scenery But with the shame you’ve become an actress worthy of the greatest accolades There is no more resonance in laughter No more green in trees Still, you laugh yourself crazy and you can find a hundred, thousand, million ways to perfectly, intricately, thoroughly describe the leafy hues And you wear your ache like a beautiful dress on which you get complimented everywhere you go How mysterious, how mesmerizing What a marvellous blue you wear on your back If only they knew what it was really made of

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The poor friend is looking for a mirror the poor stranger, for kind eyes Once by one, they will be turned away One by one, they must all go For nothing of the sort will be found here For right now, all there is is a feeble shelter made of these bed sheets and all the darkness that it comes with

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