cheapbourbon: Love of mineSomeday you will dieBut I’ll be close behindI’ll follow you into the darkNo blinding lightOr tunnels to gates of whiteJust our hands clasped so tightWaiting for a hint of a spark♫
qbanalras: Imagine Blue asking “WHAT?” about for tenth time. That’s what happening there. Oh. And. Well look at this lucky anon. I was right about to draw them. Guess their star smiled for them and they got what they wanted.
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