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Decided to draw some fucked up evil cats. Just another small glimpse into my dark and twisted mind.

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The Trap (PSA)
She makes sure everything tucks in,
So that she check out,
And gets checked out by strangers,
to open doors she can walk through.
His family isn't the blood type,
His friends are his blood ride or dies,
Ride or die is the choice he has to make,
When he opens a door he shouldn't've walked through.
She cries,
He dies,
We tried,
They lied.
The trap laid,
right in our face,
just in the way,
But we don't want to pay attention.
They cross the border,
The promise of opportunity for more,
Opportunity for more hate in a worse way,
In the home of the free and the land of the brave,
It would've been better to just stay from where they came.
Her hair falls to the ground,
Self-esteem is way below under,
Six-feet under cause what could have helped her,
Wasn't given to her because it's abuse to test drugs on the little ones,
But not when you just hand them out at the corner and liquor stores.
They're confined,
She gets no life,
We tried,
They lied.
The trap we face,
The battle we wage,
The road we pave,
Has to be open to everyone.
The trap of hypocrisy,
It's a disease.
A contagious one,
The symptoms are all around,
Just pay attention, please.
Caught Missing You
Wake up, you're up
Brushing your teeth, fixing the sheets
Downstairs, upstairs
Breakfast made, not running late
When I say your suit looks nice,
I really want you to take it off.
When I get close and fix your tie,
You're already far enough.
I'll be caught missing you.
I pick up your lunch at noon,
Bring it to work for you.
Sit in my car until two,
Scrolling through pictures of you.
I'll be caught missing you.
Red handed, light headed,
Wide awake until you get in bed,
with you with me,
with you, no worries.
Losing my sanity,
You're the better part of me,
I'm hard to deal with,
You make it easy.
Watch your every move
You know who loves who
Cause I'll be caught missing you
Bus Stop
I fell in love at a bus stop I fell in love and came out on top I fell for him and it was my fault I fell in love at a bus stop Across the rows I crossed alone More than hope Barely paved a road We sat together, you and me Laughed in winter, hugged in spring Leaned on my shoulder, the distance closing Over by summer, summer lovin' never knowing I fell in love at a bus stop I fell in love and came out on top I fell for him and it was my fault I fell in love at a bus stop I was numb when I saw her Felt nothing when she touched you Died when you kissed her This was the last time I missed you Pushed aside In the way I'll make sure you recognize That you're in my wake I fell in love at a bus stop I fell in love and came out on top I fell for him and it was my fault I fell in love at a bus stop
Hearsay
Whisper here, Whisper there, I heard you whisper in his ear, Told him the gossiper’s word, With the forbidden glare. The hallway, a lounge, The lockers, full of the smoky words of cold hounds. The epidemic, the disease, The story gaining heat, Now 100 degrees, Burning down trees, With little to retrieve. The lunch room, a battlefield, Chicken torpedoes and Tater-tot missiles, Bad peaches, Head itches, Waterfall of mislead zeal. This is Hearsay, He say, she say, What do you say? Hearsay. Whisper here, Whisper there, All you say is what you hear, If it’s true, it’ll stay that way If it’s a lie, it’s all Hearsay.

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pass but your pretty x
What's your natural hair like? x
curly and brown
if you mean without extensions its short and uneven lol x
If you could look like/be anyone in the world who would it be?:) x
lady gaga lol omg she is fabulous. or charlotte free or some pretty person xx
i cant go on your blog lol x