March 2012
14 posts
February 2012
45 posts
Everything feels so heavy today. Why, Monday?
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WHEN YOU CALL MY NAME IT’S LIKE A LITTLE PRAYER I’M DOWN ON MY KNEES I WANNA TAKE YOU THERE.
“…and what’s left to show is sweat, begins to admire me and you. Fall into my neck; so gritty, so groovy, so nasty, and dirty tonight. Let me dance for you just right. Did you know that I can dip too? And scoop you up from the floor, ruby lips to enhance it. Oh, this shit-grit makes me so raw. Selfishness, it encourages my stroll. I can do this all night long; don’t you...
I JUST WANNA LAY IN BED AND WATCH RYAN GOSLING MOVIES AND EAT HUMMUS UNTIL MONDAY. GEEZE.
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cerebrovascular accident (CVA)
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“It was kinda therapeutic for me to do this song. It kinda helped me get...”
– D, talking about recording “The Root”
Meag, draw me like one of your French girls.
It was a rough morning but then Niggas in Paris came on and now it’s all good.
I’m stoned, beaten up, exhausted, covered in bruises, bites, and kisses. It’s been a week for the books. Goodnight, ladies and gentlemen.
Several times a day I wonder what would Yeezy do. I have a problem.
Strict diet of Rancid, Against Me!, Paint It Black, Refused, Blag Flag, Misfits, and The Clash.
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You fool, you married me instead. Now morning, noon, and night, I give you head.
My love to you is true; a tattoo that ain’t ever comin’ off.
