(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 13mWho know how many years passed, on my birthday I found you, and felt so strongly. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 26mBlood plasma rapidly flows, and the EKG becomes impossible to measure. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 37mDo you know where the wild things go? They go along to take your honey. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 1hShe may contain the urge to run away, but hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 1hI'm collapsing with my one secret, I'm breaking down, I'm sorry. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 2hYou must be hovering over yourself watching us drip on each other's sides. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 3hI can’t make my way to the right answer though I continue in vain. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 3hI came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 3hIf you’re gonna lie to me that this is such a wonderful world, then make those reasons clear for me! 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 4hOne burn, one red, one grin Search the graves while the camera spins. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 4hWe're raising glasses high, dirty as all hell In sickness and health, in sickness and health! 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 5hIf it's something you need Then stretch out your skeletons and grab it, and grab it. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 7hI’ll drift forever in a sea of anxiety waiting for the end with all my heart. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 7hWith tightly coiled springs that snap for anything, we're gonna keep a lighter to it even while it burns for you. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 8hThe spell has, the spell has, The spell has been broken! It’s been broken. 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 8hI can hear your heartbeat accelerating Faster and faster and faster and faster! 000
(๑>ᴗ<๑) @icepicks.bsky.social · 9hIf I dive under the covers of my futon, I find myself in the pitch-black night. 000