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panda / icebear / grizz . . .

bad memory nose presets

☽  a pack of 3 nose presets numbered 04-06 ☽  sliders not used in previews ☽  profile views can be seen in the post on patreon

made using morphmaker & the female adult face

☽  child-elder, all genders and frames ☽  not allowed for random ☽  custom thumbnail

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“Ayyye... What’s a guy gotta do to get some ATTENTION around here? It’s like a ghost town!” 

Hi hello unofficial promo for now for a BRAND NEW Angel Dust RP Blog. Just some basics while I finish up my icons if you guys want to come say hi! I’m trying out a couple of new things with this blog, and I’m REALLY excited to join this community! So come on by, I don’t bite... That hard! 

The show was ending and I had started to crack / And I’m so high, I’m so high, I can see an angel / The world slows ‘till there’s nothing left / You were broken-hearted and the world was, too / I thought that love was a kind of emptiness / And I could never get enough / Young and drunk and stumbling in the street / I thought it doesn’t get better than this / But, did I dream too big? / Oh God, what do I know? / And there’s a special kind of sadness that seems to come with Spring / The best of the best and the worst of the worst / Well, you can never know the places that I go / You’ll always be my favorite ghost / And pull down the mountain, drag your cities to the sea / From what I’ve seen so far, the good ones always seem to break / And I can feel your anger from way across the sea / Oh, the heart, it hides such unimaginable things / I couldn’t hide from the thunder in a sky full of song / Take me down, I’m too tired, now / And I can hear the sirens, but I cannot walk away / I thought I was flying, but maybe I’m dying tonight / And you, you were the one I treated the worst / And I hope and hope I would never treat anyone like that, again / This is the only thing I’ve ever had any faith in / And I have to tell you something, I’m still afraid of the dark / But you take my hand in your hand. From you, the flowers grow / But, you remind me that it’s such a wonderful thing to love / Try and fill us with your hate and we will shine a light / And lord, don’t let me break this, let me hold it lightly / It hurts in ways I can’t describe / My heart bends and breaks so many, many times / Born again with each sunrise / Hubris is a bitch / And let it wash away, wash away / I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject / I did it all for myself / But, the loneliness never left me / And if tomorrow it’s all over, at least we had it for a moment / This will be entirely forgotten

𝑵𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘... 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕’𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆                                    𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓.