Our thoughts compress, which makes us blessed and makes for stormy weather.

Our thoughts compress, which makes us blessed and makes for stormy weather.

My buddy’s breathin’ his dyin’ breath. Oh god please won’t you help me make it through.

My buddy’s breathin’ his dyin’ breath. Oh god please won’t you help me make it through.

I’m all I wanna be, a walking study - in demonology.

I’m all I wanna be, a walking study - in demonology.

I know you like nobody ever, baby. Little sister can’t you find another way.

I know you like nobody ever, baby.
Little sister can’t you find another way.

The best of us can find happiness in misery.

The best of us can find happiness in misery.

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