Collab Cruise Ships

tough as diamonds, soft as silk, she's as pure as devil's milk she's a product of the party that is done another notch on her bed, she forgets the times she said that when sex becomes a habit it's no fun crossing the line between love & lust the only difference here is the heartache

circle me and the needle moves gracefully back and forth, if my heart was a compass you'd be North risk it all cause i'll catch you if you fall wherever you go, if my heart was a house you'd be home

feeling more human and hooked on her flesh i lay my heart down with the rest at her feet fresh from the fields, all feeder and fur tires bloody and raw, but i swear it is sweet with her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean she's the angel of small death and the codeine scene with her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean she's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

If I queue your post, I'll put a little asterisk * next to it on the to-do list. (Which I updated. Look at me go.) I just think I might be clogging the dashboard.

I don't know how many more I'm going to get done tonight, but hey. I think I'm doing pretty good.

you can be the hero and i can be your side kick you can be the tear that i cry if we ever split you can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin' or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'

Basically: if I can currently make them more special, I'll try to make them more special. Otherwise, I'll make a normal gif/photoset.

you've got a friend in me when the road looks rough ahead and you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed you just remember what your old pal said boy, you've got a friend in me

so i guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus in case i lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (let's pick up, pick up)

I'll try to start some of the older requests tonight. 

i got my eyes on you you're everything that i see i want your high love and emotion endlessly i can't get over you you left your mark on me i want your high love and emotion endlessly

what would you think if i sang out of tune would you stand up and walk out on me? lend me your ears and i'll sing you a song And i'll try not to sing out of key oh i get by with a little help from my friends mm i get high with a little help from my friends mm going to try with a little help from my friends

my old friend, i recall the times we had hanging on my wall i wouldn't trade them for gold cause they laugh and they cry me somehow sanctify me they're woven in the stories i have told and tell again

when we were young the future was so bright the old neighborhood was so alive and every kid on the whole damn street was gonna make it big and not be beat now the neighborhood's cracked and torn the kids are grown up but their lives are worn how can one little street swallow so many lives

oh, why you look so sad? tears are in your eyes come on and come to me now don't be ashamed to cry let me see you through 'cause i've seen the dark side too