aetheric
Kass/Blood   Kokomo, Indiana, United States
 
 
"You took me straight into the magic butthole - no more magic butthole!" -Watcher

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You're an angel, I'm a dog
Or you're a dog and I'm your man
You believe me like a god
I destroy you like I am
I'm sorry I'm the one you love
No one will ever love me like you again
So, when you leave me, I should die
I deserve it, don't I?

I can feel it gettin' near
Like flashlights comin' down the way
One day, you'll figure me out
I'll meet judgment by the hounds
People always gave me love
Others were never to blame after all
You believe me like a god
I betray you like a man

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Chaos & love lie side by side
One: rikr destruction. And the other: pride
To the end of days, I carry this weight
To save you from your heimskr fate
On bjaeg of the canyon I reminisce
The dawn we met, by dusk... we kiss...
But winter falls, the heart astray
Never us together
Never "He" and "They"
"He" made his choice, expelled from this land
"They" remained for "he" in the bloth and the sand
I spoke my far vel. My wrath. My pain
I killed the osedur, for the good in your name.
Boone. To thee my first heaet is bound.
With Chaos & Love, Odin's Munin, I'm found
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Comments
TeaDrinkr 27 Aug, 2021 @ 6:45pm 
According to all known laws
of aviation,


there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.


Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.


The bee, of course, flies anyway


because bees don't care
what humans think is impossible.


Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.


Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.


Barry! Breakfast is ready!


Ooming!


Hang on a second.


Hello?


- Barry?
- Adam?


- Oan you believe this is happening?
- I can't. I'll pick you up.


Looking sharp.


Use the stairs. Your father
paid good money for those.


Sorry. I'm excited.


Here's the graduate.
We're very proud of you, son.


A perfect report card, all B's.


Very proud.


Ma! I got a thing going here.


- You got lint on your fuzz.
- Ow! That's me!


- Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
- Bye!


Barry, I told you,
stop flying in the house!