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A user of established repute
Heir of Hares
"...a lovingly granted title for lagomorphs of interdimensional variety..."
All Aboard!
conducting the night train. do you have your ticket?
Believer of Whimsy
Your crops are watered, your vibes are pure, and you're friends with Florid.
FOR THE SAKE OF IT
Pure, simple, blood on the wall, knuckles to face, honest to fuck violence.
(\ /) i want to want you want me (i'm caught up in a daydream) but i catch you indirectly (i'm making up a memory) my heart's been broken up for far too long but i still try to find a self in song i'm caught up in a daydream (my face is rendered deathly) and i'm present only slightly (i'm caught up in a daydream) but i stay tethered to the backbeat true yet i've no rhythm when i'm faced with you.