quick sketch of an old friend

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quick sketch of an old friend

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eenie meenie by sean kingston and justin beiber is such a bop why dont people ever talk about it smh
for though we are far apart, we are close in our hearts
stOP chAnGinG youR uRL itS streSSinG mE ouT
*sticks my fingers in my ears and starts singing fabulous from hsm2*
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M - Milkshake flavour? Blue Heaven or Chocolate probR - Reason to smile? Michael!!!Z - Zodiac sign? Libra
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outfit on point
Letters From An Antiseptic Momrat- 45
or the unsettling fear that being drawn to many things actually means being attached to nothing at all
like an umbilical cord attached to a child, i am only given life through the suffering of others
5.28.15
Letters From An Antiseptic Momrat- 44
I was parting my hair, down the middle, elegantly and strikingly when I remembered a little scar down the center of my head. It’s looks like a red line, I guess, with little dashes of black and brown down the sides, and, I don’t know, this look of heaviness- I don’t think you would understand.
It’s not bold, but very,very strong. It sifts through the sands of my hair like a seared red snake bearing its fangs towards a startling situation, and my eyes widen seeing this red, red, line again that I can’t quite seem to forget. It’s almost splitting my head just trying to describe it.
I can’t describe it.
But my hair parts down the side, so it doesn’t really matter. I guess. You can’t see it.
5.28.15