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(Verse 1)

In the quiet town where the shadows hide,

There's a man with a secret, deep inside.

Otto Wood walks with a sinister grin,

Hiding the darkness that lies within.

(Pre-Chorus)

But in the night, when the moon is bright,

Awsten Knight's on the case, ready to fight.

With his badge and his gun, he won't rest till it's done,

Tracking down Otto, one by one.

(Chorus)

Otto Wood, with his twisted mind,

Leaves a trail of fear behind.

But Awsten Knight won't let him win,

He'll bring justice for every sin.

(Verse 2)

Through the alleys and the city streets,

Awsten follows, never missing a beat.

As Otto's victims pile up high,

Awsten's determination reaches the sky.

(Pre-Chorus)

In the darkness, where evil thrives,

Awsten's light shines, keeping hope alive.

With every clue and every lead,

He gets closer to Otto's misdeeds.

(Chorus)

Otto Wood, with his twisted mind,

Leaves a trail of fear behind.

But Awsten Knight won't let him win,

He'll bring justice for every sin.

(Bridge)

In a final showdown, under the moon,

Awsten confronts Otto, ending the gloom.

With handcuffs tight, justice prevails,

As Otto's reign of terror finally fails.

(Chorus)

Otto Wood, with his twisted mind,

Leaves a trail of fear behind.

But Awsten Knight won't let him win,

He brought justice for every sin.

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(Verse 1) Four guys, one night, setting up the scene, Pillows on the floor, the mood just right, feeling like a dream. Pizza on the table, video games lined up to play, Laughing 'til we cry, in our fort we'll stay

.(Chorus) It's a slumber party, just us four, Telling tales and secrets, who could ask for more? No judgments here, just friends so tight, Four guys, one unforgettable night.

(Verse 2) Midnight movies, horror with a twist, Jump scares and popcorn, nothing's amiss. Trading jokes and stories, old and new, Finding solace in the familiar, the bond that grew.

(Chorus) It's a slumber party, just us four, Exploring dreams and fears, opening every door. In our little world, everything's alright, Four guys, one magical night.

(Bridge) And as the night grows old, and stars fill up the sky, We talk about the future, with hopes and dreams so high. In this room, we're brothers, in spirit and in heart, A slumber party for the ages, a masterpiece, a work of art.

(Chorus) It's a slumber party, just us four, A pact of friendship, stronger than ever before. With every laugh and scare, we're shining bright, Four guys, one extraordinary night.

(Outro) And when the morning comes, and the sun begins to rise, We'll remember this night, under the moonlit skies. For in this moment, we're infinite, wild, and free, Four guys, together, just as we're meant to be.

#fallou

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In the quaint town of Willowbrook, rumors spread like wildfire, and no one knew this better than Awsten. Awsten was an ordinary man with an extraordinary love for gardening. His days were spent tending to his vibrant flowers and lush greenery, finding solace in the peaceful rhythm of nature. But one fateful day, the tranquility of Awsten’s life was shattered when a vicious rumor began to circulate through the town. It was whispered in hushed tones and exchanged in nervous glances—the rumor that Awsten had eaten a woman’s son. At first, Awsten brushed off the absurdity of such a claim. How could anyone believe such a preposterous story? Yet, as days passed, the whispers grew louder, and suspicion hung heavy in the air. Desperate to clear his name, Awsten sought out the woman at the center of the rumor. Her name was Mrs. Thompson, a widow whose son had gone missing weeks before the scandal erupted. With a heavy heart and trembling hands, Awsten approached her doorstep. Mrs. Thompson greeted him with tear-stained eyes, her grief etched deeply into every line of her face. Awsten explained the reason for his visit, assuring her of his innocence and pleading for her understanding. At first, Mrs. Thompson’s expression remained cold and unforgiving. But as Awsten spoke of his love for the town and his unwavering commitment to its people, a glimmer of doubt flickered in her eyes. Together, they delved into the heart of the rumor, unraveling the tangled web of gossip and half-truths that had ensnared Awsten’s reputation. With each revelation, Mrs. Thompson’s skepticism waned, replaced by a growing sense of disbelief at the cruelty of human nature. In the end, it was not the words of others that convinced Mrs. Thompson of Awsten’s innocence, but the truth that shone through his earnest gaze and compassionate heart. As the days passed, the rumor slowly faded into memory, leaving Awsten to return to his beloved garden with newfound determination and resilience. Though scars of doubt lingered in the minds of some, the strength of Awsten’s character stood as a testament to the power of truth in the face of adversity. And in the quiet corners of Willowbrook, his name was whispered not with suspicion, but with admiration and respect.

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In the bustling city of Brooksville, there lived a man named Awsten. Unlike his peers who pursued wealth and success, Awsten was a free spirit, marching to the beat of his own drum. He was known for his wild antics and eccentricities, but nothing quite matched his devotion to a peculiar object: a single, unassuming piece of lettuce. Awsten stumbled upon the lettuce one dreary afternoon while wandering through the local farmer’s market. Its vibrant green hue and crisp texture caught his eye, and in that moment, he felt an inexplicable connection to the vegetable. He purchased it without hesitation, convinced it held some deeper significance. Back in his small apartment, Awsten cleared a space on his cluttered coffee table and placed the lettuce upon it. He knelt before it, gazing at its leafy form with reverence. In that moment, he made a solemn vow to devote himself entirely to the lettuce, believing it to be a vessel of wisdom and enlightenment. Days turned into weeks, and Awsten’s devotion to the lettuce only intensified. He adorned it with makeshift ornaments, showered it with compliments, and even held lengthy conversations with it, as if expecting a reply. His friends and family grew concerned, but Awsten paid them no mind. To him, the lettuce was a source of solace and inspiration, a symbol of purity in a world corrupted by greed and ambition. As word of Awsten’s bizarre obsession spread, he became somewhat of a local celebrity. Some mocked him, others admired his unwavering faith, but Awsten remained steadfast in his devotion to the lettuce. He saw beauty and meaning in its simplicity, drawing strength from its unassuming presence. One fateful day, a powerful storm swept through Brooksville, leaving destruction in its wake. As the city grappled with the aftermath, Awsten saw an opportunity to put his faith to the test. He stood before his lettuce shrine, arms outstretched, and pleaded for the storm to cease. Miraculously, as if in response to his prayers, the storm began to dissipate, and rays of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds. The city was awash with relief and gratitude, and Awsten was hailed as a hero by those who witnessed the miraculous event. From that day forward, Awsten’s lettuce shrine became a symbol of hope and resilience for the people of Brooksville. Though some still regarded him as eccentric, many came to admire his unwavering faith and unorthodox beliefs. And as for Awsten, he continued to worship his beloved lettuce, finding solace and purpose in its humble embrace for the rest of his days.

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Real pic of me and the girls after prom

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In the heart of the city, where shadows danced in the flickering lamplight, there lived a young woman named Katelina. She was known for her radiant smile and carefree spirit, but beneath her cheerful facade lurked a fear that consumed her every waking moment.

It all began one stormy night when Katelina encountered a sinister man lurking in the alley behind her apartment building. His eyes glinted with malice as he brandished a bath loofa, an ordinary household item turned into a weapon of terror in his hands.

From that moment on, Katelina lived in constant dread, haunted by the memory of the man with the loofa. She couldn't shake the feeling that he was always watching, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Every time she stepped into the shower, her heart raced with fear, imagining the loofa in his hands, poised to attack. The once soothing ritual of cleansing became a terrifying ordeal, as she envisioned the soft sponge turning into a deadly weapon in the hands of her assailant.

Sleep became a distant memory as Katelina’s nightmares grew more vivid and intense. She would wake up drenched in sweat, her heart pounding in her chest, unable to shake the feeling of impending doom.

Desperate for relief, Katelina sought solace in the arms of her friends and family, but no amount of reassurance could ease her troubled mind. The fear had taken root, growing stronger with each passing day.

As the weeks turned into months, Katelina’s life became consumed by paranoia. Every stranger on the street seemed to be a potential threat, every noise in the night a harbinger of danger.

But just when Katelina thought she couldn't bear the fear any longer, she made a startling discovery. The man with the loofa wasn't real. He was nothing more than a figment of her imagination, a manifestation of her deepest fears.

With this realization, Katelina found the strength to confront her demons head-on. She sought help from a therapist, who guided her through the process of overcoming her phobia.

Slowly but surely, Katelina reclaimed control of her life, banishing the specter of the man with the loofa from her mind once and for all. And as she stepped into the shower one fateful day, she felt a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that she had conquered her greatest fear.

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this is a niche crossover but i hope everyone enjoys my creation

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Turbulent (Waterparks) 🤝 Bang the Doldrums (FOB)

songs I feel/scream a little too loudly than I should

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listening to waterparks isn't enough anymore i need to eat a cd

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he’s the biggest fucking whore, i need him so fucking bad

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I will never end up like him ~ Behind my back, I already am

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hey guys! just an inquiry anyone ever seen ANIMALS by maroon five 🤔 very inquisitive 😏

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tbh you will spend your whole adult life making yourself the hoodie you want to see in the world

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Replacing Calm Before the Storm with The Pros and Cons of Breathing and is the first time sung live in 17 years *explosion* What A Time to Be Alive into What A Catch piano melody *explosion* Blur cover *explosion* Just One Yesterday Magic 8 ball set sung live for the first time in ten years in full *explodes and dies*