| The Girl in the Slayer Jacket A short story I've been working on for quite a while now. |
| The Girl in the Slayer Jacket A short story I've been working on for quite a while now. |


"skinning your knee"fly south, fly away, fly back to childhood/ no playgrounds or field games, just rotting dead woods/ burgundy byzantine burnt umber scabs/ tire marks blood streaks and bright yellow cabs/ chipped teeth fractured smiles and broken rib bones/ paper drugs and smoke lungs hit too close to home/ candles and lighters, we can't pay the bills/ our treasures and trinkets dumped into landfills/"skinning your knee"

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I ONLY GET TO HOLD HER WHEN SHE’S INJURED
I ONLY GET TO KISS HER WHEN SHE’S SORE
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Proud Ásatrúar
Hakkaa päälle pohjan pojat!
"The land will speak to you, when your heart is pure..."
MAKE A FULL SONG SOON KTHX.
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I ONLY GET TO HOLD HER WHEN SHE’S INJURED
I ONLY GET TO KISS HER WHEN SHE’S SORE
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Proud Ásatrúar
Hakkaa päälle pohjan pojat!
"The land will speak to you, when your heart is pure..."
Thanks for the fave
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#OrganizationMilitary
We need to hang out soon kthx.
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I ONLY GET TO HOLD HER WHEN SHE’S INJURED
I ONLY GET TO KISS HER WHEN SHE’S SORE
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