you: are you okay?
me: *looks off into the distance*
me: in theory.
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EXPECTATIONS
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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The Stonewall Inn
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NASA
Stranger Things
One Nice Bug Per Day
occasionally subtle
KIROKAZE
d e v o n
Sade Olutola
Jules of Nature
RMH
The Bowery Presents

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@wtfhappypeople
you: are you okay?
me: *looks off into the distance*
me: in theory.
friend: you look stressed me: haha yeah it’s the stress
note to self: never i repeat NEVER go to london because then you must come back
Handcuffed and I thought of you
I made love and I thought of you
My daddy died, I just thought of you
My sister cried and my mama too
I got a place and I thought of you
I tried to decorate and I thought of you
I'm seeing red but I'm singing blue
I never knew that black and white would fit you too
Anybody, somebody, please
I'm begging
I'm even on my knees
I've got a dozen insecurities
looking for a therapist, very apparent i'm scared of myself in the nation of these white terrorists, is it too late? i need to spread the love or get tossed off this earth like a discus working my mental fitness, she taught me how to love myself to begin this, but i can't pretend it's not hard to keep pretendin' without her don't know if these wheels will keep spinning, but new beginnings and new ends it took awhile to be a man, but dammit if that man didn't sit me down and do to me what he damn well can, but i'mma sit you down and do with us till i can stand because i love you and i'm ready for you
sooner or later i'm gonna get anxious again and i tried to fake it but i'm not the greatest at that, no i'll get creative and come up with ways to be happy (smiling) and you could keep praying but nobody's safe from the end not you, not me, not anyone
Our beautiful son.
noone has ever made me feel better than you did
noone has ever made me feel worse than you did
noone has ever made me feel worse than you did
noone has ever made me feel worse than you did
noone has ever made me feel worse than you did
noone has ever made me feel worse than you did
noone has ever made me feel worse than you did
Be as subtle as the “b” in subtle