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Just Another Fan Girl

“i have been waiting for a long time for things to progress, to change. i have been waiting for a long time. it’s a ticking clock. my time has almost run out. then what? am i waiting for something that isn’t coming?”

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Tried Mixing All The Covers Together :>

Tried mixing all the covers together :>

Pick your fav of my favs!

Challenge: make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters & tag 5 ppl to do the same

Thank you for tagging me @allforthepack!!!

here go my tags:

@foreverthemomfriend @quinnoliver @greeen-bean @superpaperclip @blessiehilbert359

Peak fan art

SONIC!!

SONIC!!

Next up pink cat maid outfit!! 😭

(this was recommended)

@sakurashana !!

(oh yeah Jeffery from class of ‘09 btw lol)

Okay my turn !

@greeen-bean @lumiluvssuni @rachelcommitscrimes

Pick your fav of my favs!

Challenge: make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters & tag 5 ppl to do the same

Thank you for tagging me @allforthepack!!!

here go my tags:

@foreverthemomfriend @quinnoliver @greeen-bean @superpaperclip @blessiehilbert359

Bruises _ SadBoyProlific

Yeah Came from a broken home Solved everything with violence Lately I've been living in a household run by tyrants Like David to Goliath I been sleeping with the lions Ain't slept in two weeks got bags under both eyelids Wishing I could drift away And wash up on an island Secluded on my own Cause I'm done with all the fighting Ma kept throwing fists While my dad dipped like a bitch Had no method to express myself I finally found my niche Locked inside my room While I'm working on the craft Had no method of escape So I drift away with the raps Grab the microphone And write a beat just like a raft But until the day that I leave I'll take the pain and just adapt This is the aftermath of twelve years of beatings Mind laced with scars With no chance of receding Sheltered away Writing till my pen cracked in two Jotting down the memories Of being beaten black and blue Bruises on my arm Bluer than the sky is Mom used to grab the makeup Just to fucking hide them Called out for help But no one ever offered it Only way to numb the pain Is whenever I'm off some shit Pick the pen up And start painting my canvas Lost trying to find my way With the map of Atlas So I'll take my fears and place them on a podium Keep facing the opium Until I find my utopia So I'll rather be out like a cruise ship And keep jotting down lines 'bout these bruises And keep jotting down lines 'bout these bruises And keep jotting down lines 'bout these bruises


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