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One Nice Bug Per Day
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Kaledo Art
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Three Goblin Art

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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occasionally subtle

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@weareclicheteens
She said she want her to be happy but actually she wanted to be her happiness
I'm gay
fuck this shit I'm out
And then I’ll touch your lips with my fingers and menthol cigarette between them you’ll feel coldness from the mint and my hand. Now the mint is gone, and you can’t feel my fingers, but it’s still cold every night, every day, when you wake up, when you go to sleep, always… when I’ll be gone you’ll feel the coldness for one last time from the heavy metal gun.
I walked on dead leaves. Previously there were human bodies left to rot in. Our houses, schools, playgrounds is built on graves on thousands of them. And we just walk there like nothing happened, but under us there's a story about a family whose mother in trembling voice told that dad is going to get home soon, but he never did, abaut tears of a son who didn't said goodbye, about a soldier who shot a man in front of his pregnant wife, about cruel butchery where people is just meat you can kill, about pain, about sadness, about war.
And then I'll touch your lips with my fingers and menthol cigarette between them you'll feel coldness from the mint and my hand. Now the mint is gone, and you can't feel my fingers, but it's still cold every night, every day, when you wake up, when you go to sleep, always... when I'll be gone you'll feel the coldness for one last time from the heavy metal gun.
Sad teens with happy faces
when I'll die will you brush my hair? because I won't be able to do it anymore. when I'll die will you read me a story? because I won't be able to do it anymore. when I'll die will you tell everyone that I weren't a bad person but I just wasn't strong enough? because I won't be able to do it anymore. when I'll die will you forgive me? because I won't be able to do it anymore
I love when you lough, it feels like there's no pain left but it's an illusion you just lough too loud
I'm so high on the edge of the world and I realized that I can die right now and no one ever notice that I'm not around
I love the maps you leave on my body, then I feel real
I remember the day I died, how lies, money, pessimism, passiveness, wish of glory, jealousy and all that bullshit killed me. It took my last breath. Now I’m dead, it’s cold and dark and it’s hard to breathe