Because I feel bored

can't help myself

we should be on vogue

my gold nipples

draw me a sheep

drunk... again

buy my time

snow and salt teach me latent heat

shot dead with your subjective measures

trying to chop the tragic lovers apart

we studied art to shit on it

then we start our revolution

I hope my clothes can heal themselves

My mug got this done when I was asleep

look odd apart

they steal my design when I was three

the moon is flat

where are the bunnies?

happily pay your bills

you can no longer scare me with your eyes

honey, fill it up to "re"

fuck off

give me this and I will unfriend you in a heartbeat

instruction

my mom will try to wipe this off for eternity

I need some Jesus' blood now

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