

Obscene PleistoceneShyness shines through lips Lets thee red ribbons slip Its been along time coming But weve reached the days Where we lye in summer daze Let the dust settle let heads hitObscene Pleistocene
Air I wonna drink like fine wine Air
I wont hold and call it mine Its the air I wonna keep a dream Only bonds and words are staying clean
Like bones grease grit gone to waste My ambition drunk and laced Dont where grey begins green My flesh is obscene Pleistocene
So where the moon tonight
Zipper spread let it be tight  


blue beetle summerIts beautiful and simple, like holding hands With your toes write your name in the sand These memories well hopefully stain City lights flicker and were wishing on passing planesblue beetle summer
With sun burnt shoulders and ash felt knees We head home when we please
Let the clouds run, the chalk roll Sunsets become used and dull Run through fence when its broken and lean Rusty bikes and giggling streams
Silver dew on grass of gold Ill tell you a secret never been told Its a blue beetle summer a hopscotch road The golden key in the greedy toad


discreetYouve cleaned me out is like I dont know hate This cant be right I dont walk straight The voices will not rest Its like theres porthole look into my chestdiscreet
So watch me tick in a different way Its like the years are here to stay Let us sink just here Brushing angels into the sheets my dear A bottled moment to keep I hope this night lets us sleep
Kicking bellies and pulling chord An illusion to adore And your touch is my vessel These decisions we try to wrestle
Our tongues will never show Its are gaze


fiction and factIts the city that drove her Lights dim its all over Just a simple feat Stolen fruit is bitter sweetfiction and fact
Wrapped in linen snow To the country she will not go
My fairy of blue I am real and only to you Smiling is a transparent act Paring fiction with fact This air that will fall apart Tears shell never start
She always born in the new False yet she is true There walls forget there shape And we see the truth after all And we walk through this fall
Se leaves shake splitter Butter flies of fire Watch them snap and gli
longtime no see
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Ive been watching you on here for like a year, when i only knew you as fabians arch nemsis, and now ive realised who you are. Freeeeaky
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Everything is such a sort of stoned state... I walk around with a bunch of violets in my hand and a sledgehammer and a grain of sand in my head. I am happy. Brett Whiteley
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Countess Scarlet Lioncourt of Glencove
Gday liam old chap!
shades of happy. D:
<33
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'Ordinary isn't good enough, 'cause how boring would that be?' ~Tali
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i like me, n so do you
gallery [link] & scraps [link]
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With love from beans
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