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born-to-lose · 49 minutes
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I wish rich people went back to keeping artists as pets. Like when you’re wealthy enough you pick a cool weirdo to do regular commissions for you, and if you really want to flex on your peers, you’ve got several.
 And you visit them every once in a while like “hello, I’ve paid for your rent and your tools, have you worked on that commission giant oil painting of me getting sucked off by my political opponent, who is unfortunately still the mayor of this town, like I requested?”
 And your favourite feral art person looks up - mouth full of gravel and completely surrounded by art-related trash like “no, but I designed a helicopter.”
And you’re like “that’s fucking lit, the mayor doesn’t have a helicopter. Please carry on as you have.”
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happy lesbian visibility week
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born-to-lose · 17 hours
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For Johnny Thunders
Closer to someone I've never met Than to some people I know Your music as personal to me as can get Tell me why you had to go
Too much too soon You were born to lose just like me More mysterious than the moon Locked in a cage, longing to be free
Tried to put my arms around a memory Seems like I never ever learn You've said it for almost half a century Yet I can do nothing but yearn
All the nights spent on the bedroom floor Crying and listening to all your records Your voice and lyrics shake me to the core You're a rose with equally petals and thorns
I light my cigarette on a candle And for you I blow a smoke halo You're so untouchable Like a distant yet relatable hallow
Now without you I feel so alone If you knew I'm still looking for a kiss Could I summon you from the tombstone So I wouldn't have to miss you
You’d want me to go out so I dress in leather Deep down I know you must still be here Legends are never truly gone forever Still I'll close my eyes and shed a tear
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born-to-lose · 17 hours
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I NEED TO COVER I LOVE YOU BY JOHNNY THUNDERS PROPERLY AGAIN
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born-to-lose · 23 hours
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whenever i'm trying to talk myself out of buying something i don't need i always hear my old russian professor's voice echoing in my head: "WHAT??? WILL YOU DIE THE RICHEST MAN IN THE GRAVEYARD?" and then i make an unwise financial decision
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born-to-lose · 23 hours
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Big fan of women
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Carmen Maria Machado, from "Meat Eater No. 5" [ID'd]
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You are not ready for my poem dedicated to Johnny Thunders. You will explode from my sheer genius and emotions
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frick it. hyperspecific poll
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you! the person reading this! please tell me one good thing that happened to you today
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I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination
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