i accidentally deleted my old icon so i guess i'm stuck with a shitty dave
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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i mean
i was just gonna keep this one anyway oops
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this is like one of our only common interests so it's not like we can match as anything else oof
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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u have
a Point
i mean, we could've matched back during mania but i didn't Purple up
rip
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hi hello we should match our boys
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uhm
hm
i didn't plan that far ahead
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pick same colored icons or find a photo w/2 ppl and break it into 2 avvies that’s my suggestion
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aight cool
finn you heard cwow we're doing ruby and sapphire in the diner because it's still a pretty accurate representation of this shitshow
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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