"Shh... watch your voice or she'll hear you."Stone drunk again, cheek against the cold surface of a tile floor. Turn over and put eyes on the door, light creeping out from beneath it. Not ready to face it, not today, I’ll come out later. I sit up and peek into the bowl. The soft glow of the night light by the mirror allows me to see the stains
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Check out that article. I want to find every artist relating to this type of music.
I already have a few, but I want more.
I have some music by Tati Quebra Barraco and an album labelled as Comando Vermelho. And I'm getting a v/a set right now.
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I swear that this will not be the cause of your eyeballs melting and your soul being set on fire. That's totally up to something else.
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quit being afraid.
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I should've given up fear for Lent, like Mario did. It's not too late is it? Probably just wishful thinking, anyway.
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She was bored and looking out the window and I sat down next to her and my heart totally jumped in my throat.
It was all I could do to keep my face from turning beet red.
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