Only ugly people hate me:
ׅ ⊹ Fingers, dried flowers and dusty glasses from the past are full of memories with a glass of sour wine from my past with my beloved youth and that classic earthy smell.
𓂋 ׁ We've talked about it before, I remember the old decorations and the finger picking that was played every fall. the face is passionate and also the feeling of lust is felt, the sweater and burning wood with thick smoke warm the body. many dried flowers have now fallen on the road where my feet stay, my eyes look far away at the road which now never ends. those old shoes, a treasure that you now remember with the past. I will always remember those cherry red lips, I miss them.
supported amidst festive fireworks, showing a sense of pride in oneself, feeling of fighting for interesting and great things throughout the year. no matter what people say, express gratitude and warm hugs from loved ones.WOMAN'S ARROGANCE 𝄢
living in luxury is not necessary, having a good personality is an attractive main character.
."look like an angel talk like an angel, the devil in disguise" ; a person with two personalities, asking for everyone to be in her arms, a warm embrace can cause death, just like you being close to that girl will cause that. a warm demeanor like an angel, silky softness with a soul filled with darkness. bringing forth an extraordinary aura in her, a drunk person would be instantly embraced by the girl, she is a demon in darkness. everyone who looked at the girl would immediately bow under her, like there was a spell nearby, which bewitched a person. looking like an angel but no one knows the girl when she is in the dark, a beauty full of perfection like an angel, but it can also turn into a demon.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ “what’s your gender there?”
A GIRLBOSS.
I accept what views of townspeeps moreover cosmopolite oppidulum surround my walking style or the way I look at my worklife like the most expensive treasure but they will never understand how reality actually works. I walked alongst the streetline where I put my footprint that at least didn’t takeaway other people’s worth moreover knock-on the fuss button to seek attention thenceforth my pseudonym soared. Papers piled up lookalike close relatives who comprehend me better, starting from how I can focus toward one thing whilst my hidden plans are shelter being questioned without caring about other people’s affairs. My essence radiates like a goddamn girl holding a gun, nevertheless one thing they have to know is that a girl is a gun, furthermore a fuckin’ gun is the goal and plan that I have to done.
ׅ ⊹ Fingers, dried flowers and dusty glasses from the past are full of memories with a glass of sour wine from my past with my beloved youth and that classic earthy smell.
𓂋 ׁ We've talked about it before, I remember the old decorations and the finger picking that was played every fall. the face is passionate and also the feeling of lust is felt, the sweater and burning wood with thick smoke warm the body. many dried flowers have now fallen on the road where my feet stay, my eyes look far away at the road which now never ends. those old shoes, a treasure that you now remember with the past. I will always remember those cherry red lips, I miss them.
supported amidst festive fireworks, showing a sense of pride in oneself, feeling of fighting for interesting and great things throughout the year. no matter what people say, express gratitude and warm hugs from loved ones.
living in luxury is not necessary, having a good personality is an attractive main character.
."look like an angel talk like an angel, the devil in disguise" ; a person with two personalities, asking for everyone to be in her arms, a warm embrace can cause death, just like you being close to that girl will cause that. a warm demeanor like an angel, silky softness with a soul filled with darkness. bringing forth an extraordinary aura in her, a drunk person would be instantly embraced by the girl, she is a demon in darkness. everyone who looked at the girl would immediately bow under her, like there was a spell nearby, which bewitched a person. looking like an angel but no one knows the girl when she is in the dark, a beauty full of perfection like an angel, but it can also turn into a demon.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ “what’s your gender there?”
A GIRLBOSS.
I accept what views of townspeeps moreover cosmopolite oppidulum surround my walking style or the way I look at my worklife like the most expensive treasure but they will never understand how reality actually works. I walked alongst the streetline where I put my footprint that at least didn’t takeaway other people’s worth moreover knock-on the fuss button to seek attention thenceforth my pseudonym soared. Papers piled up lookalike close relatives who comprehend me better, starting from how I can focus toward one thing whilst my hidden plans are shelter being questioned without caring about other people’s affairs. My essence radiates like a goddamn girl holding a gun, nevertheless one thing they have to know is that a girl is a gun, furthermore a fuckin’ gun is the goal and plan that I have to done.
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Tia Tamera (feat. Rico Nasty)
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