Petrify the Patriarchy

Petrified Forrest

apocalypse

Mossy Hedge | english country side early 70's oddly she always had snakes in her garden

You were born bluer than a butterfly | Beautiful and so deprived of oxygen Colder than your father's eyes He never learned to sympathize with anyone I don't blame you You were born reaching for your mother's hands Victim of your father's plans to rule the world Too afraid to step outside Paranoid and petrified of what you've heard But they could say the same 'bout me I sleep 'bout three hours each night Means only 21 a week now, now And I could say the same 'bout you

Johnny test

envy | outfit

Ariel

Jamie

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