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im black and i like this song
im not here to make friends im here to make stars
that one christmas where annaliese and i texted each other pictures of our dads without realizing the other one had done it
hunchback christmas
Barry Hannah (via divachrist)
HEY SOME REALLY COOL IMAGINARY FRIEND MUST HAVE TOLD YOU ABOUT THIS
ACCEPT VISIONS!
IT IS DONE.
POETRY FOR THE NEW AGE ARTIST
IM KIDDING ITS JUST A POEM IS JUST A POEM
holla if you want a copy im all about the email
annieparadis91@gmail.com
annaliese, i dont know any women
On the Art of Cooking Meth
In an ascot
and that one curl falls
in yr eye while I
polish the bazooka.
when dogs look like they go to old navy and they like it
it is every time in this place.
and the closeness of the planets turns everything
that indigo, you know. I scoop up the teeth
AND THE EARTH OPENS UP!
wait no, its just the door to the
elevator shaft and a janitor comes
out of it. he’s cute. but with a limp.
closing time he says, but what
he really means is that he wants me.
what do you think of dying, like permanently.
a girl said,
“fuck everything.”
imagine!
make more dope antlers
