I think I might vomit butterflies.


Old skins.It's charcoal, fur and pencil lead, It's memories and our old skins. Her fingertips are turning grey, She'll wipe the dust off everything.Old skins.
We float around in shafts of light (I see it clearer in the sun), She'll take the dust from everything And walk away from everyone.


shiny.He coruscates, corroding me, and I Would sooner melt away by his bright hands Than live my life without that god of stars With cursing kisses, knowing that I stand Atop the line of endless deodands.shiny.


Little cloud.Little cloud, In the sky, Running out of breath.Little cloud.
Feeling blue, Turning grey, Cried himself to death.


I see.I know for a fact that you will fight Against this tide with all your might To join a different river. Right Where I always knew you'd be.I see.
You'll find that hollow for which you grew That swell you feel you always knew I can wade in your waves but I know that you Belong in a different sea.
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Let's all go to hell in a fast car and keep it hot.
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Boyce: "Hi. Any news?"
Sue: "Bushel."
Boyce: "Yeah. I couldn't get a bushel so I got a furlong. A furlong of bras."
Sue: "Well, that is impressive."
Boyce: "Yeah."
Sue: "I'm I'm I'm impressed."
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Mr.Kitty Cosplay Commissions [link]
Self timer = win.
=3
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Mr.Kitty Cosplay Commissions [link]
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Mr.Kitty Cosplay Commission
[link]
I interviewed you for my school assignment (I was dressed as pikachu).
You have some really cool cosplays going on, I remember you as L last year at maccas?
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Mr.Kitty Cosplay Commission
[link]
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if a tree falls on a mime in a forest...does he scream?
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Let's all go to hell in a fast car and keep it hot.
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