she looks just like a dream...

little dark age

before I die, I'd like to do something nice.

somewhere in these eyes  I'm on your side

parents ain't always right - can't remember ;-;

my daddy put a g_n to my head

prom queen

dinner is not over

we should pocket the sunshine and never give it back even if there's a heatwave

I'll never die..

but I'll know, I'll know

Sorry I did not stay the same

I hate who I was before..

sitting on the basement floor</3

M-A-M-A  B-O-Y

I'm scared that I'll get thrown away Like a banana peel

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ :  cocaine jesus

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

"Listen in, it isn't when you're talking for your name's sake
Jesus, Mary Magdalene you are, are you okay?
Sitting by the well, Jill, you're falling down the hill
Jack and everybody laughed
Don't you pray? Don't you pray?

To a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater
Got a man, don't need him, but you wait
Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
If you only ever need it for the day

High won't hold, won't hold
And I have no more than all you left of me
I have, I have, I have no more than all you leave

High as hell, feeling fine, nothing bad, but nothing kind
Not, not a word from me, at least nothing you would mind
In my head, in my head, I get lonely sometimes

Feeling fine, coming down, never back 'cause we're never out
You'll never call the cops again, I'll never call her mine
In my head, in my head, I get lonely sometimes

When you find an old picture of us
And you clear away the dust
I hope you miss me sometimes
When you see a frame that reminds you of me
Would you remember the times
Oh, the times that we believed?

In a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater
Got a man, don't need him, but you wait
Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
If you only ever need it for the day

High won't hold, won't hold
And I have no more than all you left of me
I have, I have, I have no more than all you leave

And I'm nothing more than a page unwritten on the pavement
Blowing in the wind
You win a lot, and lose just a little bit more than you gained in the end
But God, I wish that I was better than I am
But no luck, no love, no gospel I could understand
I'm nothing that ever wanted to lean on, yeah, but even then

When you find an old picture of us, and you clear away the dust
I hope you miss me sometimes
When you see a frame that reminds you of me
Would you remember the times
Oh, the times that we believed?

In a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater
Got a man, don't need him, but you wait
Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
If you only ever need it for the day

Today, I'm just a page unwritten on the pavement
You needed 'til you left
But I'm more than a need or a thing you believe
Or a word that you leave unsaid"

𓊆ྀི☆🍒peirce/renna🍒☆𓊇ྀི {he/they/it}

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