the seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet
happy halloween to all my spooky friends
i think the fangs came out very well
i love title fight
o and how i shook like the san andreas, took to writing all the things i was too afraid to scream, like, "i love you" or, "i'm leaving" or "i will never be able to forgive myself for this."
the old gospel choir // modern baseball
as we sing along to our demise
never set free, you know where i'll be
coldest eyes, and the softest touch
i make emotional music || sXe || climber, skater, dnder || i mostly post music i like
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