May 16, 2025
More in Release the Hounds idle doodles while watching a skateboarder
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the orange glow of number two pencil highlights the scruff beneath my chin where fleas would bite so pleasantly if they were just more able we cast grey stares, and shade the canvas of our love, skritch scratched deaths and puddles of pink eraser shavings reminiscent of dried up lust long blown away no condoms here, no fashion statements only the lessons we've drawn together then burned for passions sake.
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