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Blood bounces quite strikingly on snow not only because of the obvious color/contrast discrepancy, but the large difference in temperatures.
Another post to add to the list of “I swear I’m not a serial killer, just a writer”
I’m not even a writer and this is awesome.
I’m not even a serial killer and I love this
im a serial killer
i’m the one that was killed
And my rain turnen into blood, and your blood turned into rain, and as we begin falling… we realize the falling hasn’t began.
Now I know just what to do
Start goin’ buck wild cuttin’ up the rug
In the middle of the music dealers living room
It’s like “BOOM”
How ya like me now?
Fans do the wave so I surf the crowd
"We’re In Love With The Idea Of Love" mix tape <3