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For all of you that believe that vulgarity in music is only from contemporary times then just remember that mozart wrote a song called lick my ass
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 | built-by-machines : Dear future me, dear Santa, dear built-by-machines aka the baddest bitch in da land~ |
Dear future me - you better be doing well by now, if not, just kill yourself. no point in delaying the inevitable if you have to do it poor and alone. Dear Santa - bring me a fine bish with gauges and a couple tats who doesn’t have a drug addiction or a personality disorder because those don’t exist in real life and it would be totally cool if i could have the only one dear Ashley - you da baddest, come to florida and we’ll do some drunk ass ignant shit and it will be both good and lovely. | |
yeah i’m bored
I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
Dear [insert URL here],
u know the drill brah
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remember back in like 5th grade when everyone vowed they would never do drugs
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