mr cupidon

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je veux atteindre le nirvana


si t'as un mickey, mouse ton nez.

C R Y B A B Y

permis hélicoptère dans la poche. ↳ surdouée pleine de drogues. ↳ cultivatrice de weed. ↳ boire plus de tequila. ↳ prendre moins d'acide et plus de douceur. ↳ sortir jesus, mon chien hein, pas le christ. ↳ arrêterl'acide. ↳ toujours plus d'acide. ↳ boire moins de café, plus de tequila. (again) ↳ faire une teuf sur le toit de la fac. ↳ finir mes heures de travaux publiques après avoir fait une teuf sur le toit de la fac. ↳ épousr luka sous LSD. ↳ vomir sur sohee.

un irish coffee, trois buvards de LSD, une bonne jamaïcaine et un burger svp.

T E Q U I L A A D D I C T

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She had a kind of unique beauty, perhaps it was because she was so disarmingly unaware of her prettiness. She was all about simplicity, making things easy, helping those around her to relax and be happy with what they have. Perhaps that is why her skin glowed so, it was her inner beauty that lit her eyes and softened her features. When she smiled and laughed you couldn't help but smile along too, even if it was just on the inside. To be in her company was to feel that you too were someone, that you had been warmed in summer rays regardless of the season.

☾ ☾ ☾
boy, let's not talk too much
grab on my waist and put that body on me
come on now, follow my lead

call me • stalk my insta

She had a kind of unique beauty, perhaps it was because she was so disarmingly unaware of her prettiness. She was all about simplicity, making things easy, helping those around her to relax and be happy with what they have. Perhaps that is why her skin glowed so, it was her inner beauty that lit her eyes and softened her features. When she smiled and laughed you couldn't help but smile along too, even if it was just on the inside. To be in her company was to feel that you too were someone, that you had been warmed in summer rays regardless of the season.

☾ I Cheated Myself ☾
Like I knew I would.

En sac à main une sale gamine, du rouge carmin au bout des doigts, te brise les ailes d'un battement de cils. Elle si belle soudaine sans remord, amène ton coeur sanglant elle le mord, te donne son corps, t'en rends accro... Te tire trois balles, poum poum poum dans le dos. Et sur le trottoir y’a des cœurs qui saignent, des cerveaux dans le noir, des yeux qu'ont pris des beignes, des histoires d'amour au tournant fâché, où tous les discours ne sont que du temps gâché. Des contrefaçons d’amour en suçons, te laisse des sons, amère du sang. Sa bouche t’invite, son cul t’habite, évite vite la messe est dite.

téléphone ❁ instagram

☾ ☾ ☾
boy, let's not talk too much
grab on my waist and put that body on me
come on now, follow my lead

call me • stalk my insta

She had a kind of unique beauty, perhaps it was because she was so disarmingly unaware of her prettiness. She was all about simplicity, making things easy, helping those around her to relax and be happy with what they have. Perhaps that is why her skin glowed so, it was her inner beauty that lit her eyes and softened her features. When she smiled and laughed you couldn't help but smile along too, even if it was just on the inside. To be in her company was to feel that you too were someone, that you had been warmed in summer rays regardless of the season.

☾ ☾ ☾
boy, let's not talk too much
grab on my waist and put that body on me
come on now, follow my lead

call me • stalk my insta