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ok pete
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mens hips exist purely for grabbing . masters thesis
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yes i'm normal about him. i need to gnaw on him like a no. 2 pencil
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pete please make a twitch account i can design you the emotes for free
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“Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12. After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine, and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys, five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses, walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these shapes.”
— Percy Bysshe Shelley on the lifestyle of Lord Byron (via timemarauder)
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dude the abyss is totally gazing back at you. she obviously wants you. go over there and talk to her! get her number
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i must have gotten the files mixed up. my bad
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spot the difference
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mortalfortaxpurposes · 22 hours
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making eyes at this husk around my heart, i see through you when we’re sitting in the dark, so give me your filth and make it rough— let me, let me trash your love. i will sing to you every day, if it will take away the pain, oh, and i’ve heard you’ve got it, got it so bad because i am the best you’ll never have btw if u even care
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late april peteposting sure is something else
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“Patrick Martin Stumph, born April 27, 1984 (…)”
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"hi guys!" :)
(birmingham 3/13/24)
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i'm doing normal about this
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this is the only non dcd2 artist he mentioned in the q&a btw
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pete like i want to make a funny haha joke about the cat but what if i exploded everyone in the process too
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So, Pete posted this cute pic of him and his cat, right?
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and it has this background music, "Beauty Queen" by Vienna Vienna. Well:
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The video's description has the lyrics and the artist's gloss:
"Beauty Queen is a song I never thought would see the light of day. It’s a desperate, unfiltered plea for acceptance, and a yearning to be seen, while simultaneously hiding everything. It captures a feeling that, for years, I hadn’t been able to escape as a closeted Queer person. It’s the first song I’m releasing in a long line of (finally) sincere music. I’m excited to share this new chapter with you, and the world." -Vienna Vienna LYRICS: You’re like a wave you always pull me in but with the moon you push away again Letting me know If I’m not perfect, I’m not anything Now it’s raining with adrenaline I overdose Some days you dress me and it’s beautiful Some days I’m naked with nothing to hold Tell me you hate me, and it’s all my fault I must be crazy Let me be your beauty queen Wrap me up in therapy You could be my everything I’ll do anything, I’ll do anything, anything I’ll be your beauty queen Now I’m dancing with your ghost again Everytime we die you fill me in, I’m diagnosed Something wrong I feel it sinking in Then we start to float away again To the unknown Some days you dress me and it’s beautiful Some days I’m naked with nothing to hold Tell me you hate me, and it’s all my fault I must be crazy Let me be your beauty queen Wrap me up in therapy You could be my everything I’ll do anything, I’ll do anything, anything I– I’ll be your beauty queen If you let me in Then I’ll, then I’ll, then I’ll Let me in and I’ll, and I’ll- If you let me in At all, at all Let me be your beauty queen Wrap me up in therapy You could be my everything I’ll do anything, I’ll do anything
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