Round 1:
Which COVER do you like better?
Dirty Computer (Janelle Monáe)
Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die! (Panic! At The Disco)
Remember you're voting for the cover artwork NOT the musical content or artist!
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Round 1:
Which COVER do you like better?
Dirty Computer (Janelle Monáe)
Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die! (Panic! At The Disco)
Remember you're voting for the cover artwork NOT the musical content or artist!

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Play on playa! A comparison of the early and final cover for Archie's 'Sonic The Hedgehog' comic #152, August 2005. Drawn by Patrick Spaziante. Support us on Patreon
Cessna 152 in a United States Air Force Academy livery seen at the March Field Aircraft Museum
i'm not headed anywhere anymore i'm realizing.

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Untitled #152
I love you best from a distance where the air is colder and where my thoughts grow unchecked
Up close and I would ruin everything I know this the same way people know the storms coming by the pressure on their bones
So I’ll stay far enough away that you never feel the shift where my desire turns heavy almost predatory You move through your days unaware of the way I orbit you a silent planet next to a dying sun
You do not hear the quiet violence of my longing the nights I carve your name into the walls of my mind or the hours I spend imagining the warmth of your pulse held in my shaking hands
Sometimes I wonder if distance is the only thing keeping you safe If my love were left unconstrained to spill into your life like something black and spreading Just a shadow that sticks to your skin and refuses to let go
Still, I watch. And still, I want. And still, I carry you like a beautiful wound I can’t stop picking at
Adam picking John up bridal-style at the 10th Annual Holiday Spectacular, @ Starland Ballroom in Sayreville, NJ 12/7/24 (x)
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