warning! unsupervised badass at play!!!!
We're glistening like silver spoons
Beneath the summer night
Oh can you smell the subtle hint of frost
As the flowers start to cry
The autumn winds are bringing graves
To all the emerald trees
They're so beautiful in their dismay
The colors slowly bleed
Burn out, not fade away (words to live by my dear)
- senses fail
merry christmas to all! actually fuck, ( Read more... )
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only 7 more days!
P.S. You never realize how much a place blows until you've moved on.
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