this song is a series of what the fucks
shet
Taylor put me on.
I have bomb lovelings,
fuck it..
when you make up a word you should know what you think it means and try to justify it...
but fuck it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3Q8dlusBk4
She Claims
- Mukh.Tah.Rah[t]:The Chosen
- Somewhere.Around.Where.AboutS.omewhere.Where?
- Take it for what it is, not what it looks like. Experiences under the guise of poems. Pretty is a glow, Beauty is an abyss .. I've gone down the wormhole If you build it they will come.I've been building, they've been flocking. Passion, from Concentrate. On a search for the beautiful, realized everyone is beautiful, Shit is gonna take a lot longer than I thought
Those Writings
&
These Walls
This Faith
&
This boy
Has eyes that work like hands, I have never been dragged home so willfully.
There.
&
Here.
Vandalism?
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