Tuesday, 3 January 2017

Twix, anal, and sharp objects

It wasn't enough for you to be the sole motivation for me to get in the music business.
My "sex appeal" being jeopardized on an entire project about you wasn't enough.

You had to summarize what it's like to be Charles Hamilton.

Everyone, listen to this song and think of me.

I think I love you again, Rihanna.
This time, let me eat the brownies.

All of them.

~follow the buzzards~

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