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puppyboypatrick · 15 minutes
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pete wentz should guest judge drag race
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puppyboypatrick · 21 minutes
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puppyboypatrick · 22 minutes
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puppyboypatrick · 22 minutes
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getting surgery to give me a second head so i can tell twice as many lies as usual
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puppyboypatrick · 42 minutes
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Wait… Isn’t Ed Balls day coming up? ED BALLS DAY, I HAVE TO GET READY TO CELEBRATE 
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puppyboypatrick · 50 minutes
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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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puppyboypatrick · 3 hours
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My one friend group can't stop saying, "See you in hell!" in a cheerful voice instead of, "Talk to you later!" and my other friend group can't stop calling things "penis" instead of "cool" or "good", so I just unironically uttered the phrase, "Sounds penis, see you in hell," as I got off the phone.
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puppyboypatrick · 3 hours
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LIVING DEAD GIRL: I'm Not Okay at Tokyo
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puppyboypatrick · 4 hours
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Hand of God - Fall Out Boy Hand over my heart, gun to my head I swear to God I’m through with this I am the worst liar I know
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puppyboypatrick · 14 hours
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this too shall pass
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puppyboypatrick · 14 hours
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if u pay attention there are themes and motifs on my blog
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puppyboypatrick · 14 hours
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I’m not “showing signs of mental illness” I’m hiding them really well actually everyone thinks i act really normal. I think. I’m pretty sure
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puppyboypatrick · 14 hours
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cold hands (city boys)
im in a place so far from home so ill write you a letter ill pretend ive never seen before when i wake up in a bed thats mine and still feels like someone elses. gospel of a hotel bible, empty like a promise. i cant tell what i want but its not this and its never this. make it easy, take it easy, take a trip. pulses on our fingertips and hearts in our throats, words stuck between tongues and teeth. sour kisses on cold blue raspberry lips. i understand the most when i taste your spit. unlearn the bad habits or hold them to your chest. count them like stars or freckles or mistakes. 10 hours and i couldnt spend one trying to make this right. all i do is make bets on longshots and second chances that wont come and the 3% possibility of rain. i hate these words and the way they fall stuttering from my mouth. it doesnt mean anything. maybe it does. i can never tell anymore.
for the record, this isnt a love song.
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puppyboypatrick · 15 hours
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this is my pet freak [camera cuts to a thoroughly average man in business casual clothes. he smiles and waves at the viewer]
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puppyboypatrick · 16 hours
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happy birthday 2 mr stump himself
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puppyboypatrick · 16 hours
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quick girltrick (ft girlpete) doodle for patricks birthday
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puppyboypatrick · 17 hours
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