Hi it’s ur favorite apocalypse checking in to remind you just how exclusive your elusive youth is.
The woman in white on the stage praying under the tongues she sings my name, surrounded my the black and white pictures of black and blue killers, screaming “hey! You did great!” Just me and you plus the view from the stage. What she was screaming I can’t remember, I thought If I beat you I would feel better, but as it turns out I just ended up writanother love letter. Not the lover whose liver loves better, wither without tether stick it just to catch her, signing off as always, Weathers. XOXO
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