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Every song ever made was written on the shitter, which is why Elvis died trying to write an original song.

If I can't write two-to-three verses and a chorus on the shitter, then how the Hell will my songs materialize?

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If I can't write two-to-three verses and a chorus on the shitter, then how the Hell will my songs materialize?

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Jason, the horror guy. He's horror.

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The imagined self. Why won't they talk?

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Light time at the light garden.

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Closing one eye to help out the other.

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Destination: Beautiful.

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There's a Pinkie Pie dawning a beard somewhere inside you, you just need to find him.

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Clasp your hands together and speak your desires.

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panpanya’s ashizuri aquarium || panpanyaの『足摺り水族館』

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A moment with your girlfriend's father.

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Hm... I seem to be being right now. Uh oh, haha... Wow...

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The one, the only, Marine Madeline.

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I want to make something that's true.

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Walking at night for the sweet moments of clarity.

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In a return to form, I have become a pile of flowers being handed to you.

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One just got chipped again.

Two of my chipped teeth got filled a bit ago and now they feel like dams blocking the pleasures of nail biting.