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red aesthetics r good aesthetics


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https://i.imgur.com/wxzVWNv.jpg (angel statues)
https://i.imgur.com/EvT6JBA.png (a smoke boi)
https://i.imgur.com/72dpLLB.png (these boots are made for walkin)
https://i.imgur.com/Oai1h0i.jpg (BANG)
https://i.imgur.com/LDI4gzG.jpg (dead end)
https://i.imgur.com/bzma15W.png (dos rosas)
https://i.imgur.com/SJVvl3v.jpg (hoodlum son)
https://i.imgur.com/XrneHJ4.jpg (victoryy screeeech)
https://i.imgur.com/3DqG9Vx.jpg (why’s there strawberry jam on my gun)
Optional:
https://i.imgur.com/LwZ1ccL.jpg (patty cake lmao) this version for bb https://i.imgur.com/pdCthSe.jpg
https://i.imgur.com/cPUezp4.jpg (twoooooooooo) this version for bb https://i.imgur.com/1iV5Gvs.jpg
https://i.imgur.com/KVdUgsc.png (warning) this version for bb https://i.imgur.com/Qw4dNx9.png


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SEE, HONEY, I AM NOT SOME BROKEN THING
I DO NOT LAY HERE IN THE DARK WAITING FOR THEE
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NO, MY HEART IS GOLD, AND MY FEET ARE LIGHT, AND I AM
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(07-25-2018, 02:29 AM)EVAN H. link Wrote: "He's quite.. punctual."
"He's... similar to me, in a way. If I was like, way shorter." Evan shakes his head quickly after that remark. "Don't tell him I said that."
I'M HOWLING



when this r e p e t i t i o n ends behind the window shades, a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made  —— that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins, and you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again. I'd hate to let you [sub]down,[/sub] so I'll let the waters [sup]rise[/sup] and drown my dull reflection in the naïve expectation in your eyes. back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free, I had a butcher's / heart and no-one thought they knew me         .        .        .        .        .         .          [ ★ ]


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liSTEN IS HE WRONG
THE MAN IS 6'3 THE OTHER MAN IS 5'5


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ALMOST A WHOLE FOOT
i picture him seeing evan sitting or something and then realizing that he didn't sign up for this when he actually stands

"punctual"



when this r e p e t i t i o n ends behind the window shades, a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made  —— that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins, and you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again. I'd hate to let you [sub]down,[/sub] so I'll let the waters [sup]rise[/sup] and drown my dull reflection in the naïve expectation in your eyes. back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free, I had a butcher's / heart and no-one thought they knew me         .        .        .        .        .         .          [ ★ ]


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he's sitting on the ground painting and its all laid back
and then he rises, like the great skinny cryptid he is

im crying i love them i rlly do
"hey,,,,,"
"sup where's the olympics"
"try,,,, next week"


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why the frick frack sniccy snac is my internet slow now



when this r e p e t i t i o n ends behind the window shades, a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made  —— that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins, and you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again. I'd hate to let you [sub]down,[/sub] so I'll let the waters [sup]rise[/sup] and drown my dull reflection in the naïve expectation in your eyes. back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free, I had a butcher's / heart and no-one thought they knew me         .        .        .        .        .         .          [ ★ ]


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important
- threads for all of the kids
- finish teo info
- age up creek damn it
- make a big list of every concept you have



when this r e p e t i t i o n ends behind the window shades, a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made  —— that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins, and you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again. I'd hate to let you [sub]down,[/sub] so I'll let the waters [sup]rise[/sup] and drown my dull reflection in the naïve expectation in your eyes. back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free, I had a butcher's / heart and no-one thought they knew me         .        .        .        .        .         .          [ ★ ]


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remember steve's face when nancy said their relationship was bullshit?? yeah me too



when this r e p e t i t i o n ends behind the window shades, a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made  —— that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins, and you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again. I'd hate to let you [sub]down,[/sub] so I'll let the waters [sup]rise[/sup] and drown my dull reflection in the naïve expectation in your eyes. back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free, I had a butcher's / heart and no-one thought they knew me         .        .        .        .        .         .          [ ★ ]


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uhhh track with my storage account bc i don't let my kids go to waste
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disturbia — dump
In my past life, I must have been
something wild. Something vast
and terrible and joyous
and bright, because there is altogether
too much fire in me. It
devastates me.

Pools of light
dripping, like ichor,
from the curves of my body.
The gravity pulling my organs
into an orbit, the compulsion
to make myself a galaxy.

And though everywhere I seek
but peace, my hands move
of their own volition, shaping
cisterns of starlight, drawing
war out of the woodwork.
Capacity for creation paired
with desire to destroy.

The woods, they recognize me,
they send poisoned thorns out
to welcome me. The wolves
know me, too–I wake to their
baying, I tremble with their bloodlust.
Still, some part must have been holy
for the flowers do anoint me–
limbs made luminous by seraphic chanting.

Now what I was, I cannot say,
only that it was untamed.
Only that I was too great
to be contained
until now.
Or perhaps not.
I look fearfully at my reflection.
It blazes back at me.

— Incantation, Amrita C.


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