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september 18ththat night started out wonderful. we took sharpies and tattooed our skin, covering up our scars and hoping one day the inked designs would be real. we played football, dizzily throwing the ball to each other and laughing when we knew neither one of us would retrieve it. when we walked along the sidewalk, your tears were finally on hold for just a while, and we smiled with you. we were grateful for that moment where you were able to breathe, the feeling of relief filled each of us with every step closer to home.september 18th
and then we saw that ugly maroon truck, and the hideous, un-motherly wench driving it.
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works of art that inspire me the most, as well as the artists who capture my heart. |
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My Art: [link]
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Feel free to visit my gallery
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Drown in your dreams.
My existance; my life.
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Drown in your dreams.
My existance; my life.
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Colouring is like sex to you isn't it?
What? Me bitch message?
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I like pie
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