You, Good Morning, Are My Only Sunshine

Train Rides pt. 1

Cover of the Supreme wicca, Lady Gaga's song "Beautiful, Dirty, Rich"

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The Day the Dead Play

Get Us Through Place doesn't need to be New York City or the childhood home in Wisconsin. Je ne veux pas mourir seul Place is not concrete. It is not a position. Il s'agit de souvenirs. The delicate tiptoe of your fingers across my mine as you grabbed my hand. Starry eyed as we became on top of our world-- together C'est la vie. Egos in check. We were nothing to the rest of the world starlets to ourself fabricating art and music late into the night. Anges des ténèbres Thriving in the ink but we are the light. ♍︎DNA Chameleon︎ ♑︎ Étoiles éternellement Memories alone get us to this place.

#Lesbian's_That_Eat_At_Burger_King -- have it your way

L.A.N.C.E -- (live yellow) -- A.R.M.S.T.R.O.N.G

Cause we are sisters -- we stand together.

We only feel for another's pain When it's empathy but if it's Sympathy, jealousy arises We wonder why our predicament Is in flames while their struggle Is extinguishing, rain washing Away their former misery But when I look into the mirror My body feels empty I feel, my touch recognizes There's something missing I feel incomplete But we breathe To continue swimming Belly up, grasping For air, will we survive?

good morning, asymmetry

Clown'n -- "Do the Monster Mash"

the blue hue, slumbers -- his lit cigarette screams danger, but no matter the fret, the blue hue smirks a smile.

those pesky white spots on my sheets may sound cute like a Dalmatian, but all i see is the scene of you and your ex bf getting freaky -- doggy style.   

Smoking'n'Blowing