I'm going to sing you a song, too:

"So I stood at the station
With a plan and a pocket of poems
Heroically tragic
Bearded and blind with obsession
I'm a car without hope
Too close to the ditch to go far
I showed you my field
I said this is my field
But you weren't impressed
You said why are we here
Your motives aren't clear
This room with a view
And so much of you
Is so far from here"

Try to find the song. It'll make this sound better.

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"You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you."
--Ray Bradbury

My music project:
[link]

Hey, thanks for the watch.

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Yes, these are bruises from fighting. Yes, I am comfortable with that. I am enlightened.

so since school is out are you not getting on da as much?

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i eat baby

PRINTS!!! [link]

sorry for the delay but

thanks so much for the fav!

have a lovely day

love donna



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- donna <3

hello

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check my gallery [link]

hi!!!

Thanks for the +fave. I noticed you're fairly new here... welcome to DA. Hope to see some interesting art from you.

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Yes, these are bruises from fighting. Yes, I am comfortable with that. I am enlightened.

thanks for the fav.

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_{Don't you say that I've gone crazy. Because I haven't gone crazy yet. I just lost my mind, But I still got you.}