https://green-cop.neocities.org/musicI CANT DESCRIBE HOW IT SOUNDS BUT ITS FUCKINGF AWESOME13 TRACKS... 26 MINS FIRST LINK ON THE PAGE1. go *INTRO*2. if the world was crazy3. 7-Up! (was released as a single)4. SweetSoundz!..5. over it (interlude)6. badday7. sky (was released as a single)8. mirror9. us10. fresh (instrumental was released as a single)11. another (was released as a single)12. laying on the floor, bleeding (released as a single)13. i would be king. (outro) » Continue Reading
i feel like manny has very few fans, which makes sense since hes not a main character, but im still kinda surprised by it for some reason.anyway i LOVE manny, hes my favourite tlou character EVER hes so fucking cool... im probably gonna get his firefly pendant for my birthday yay » Continue Reading
hot topic has rlly sucked over the years the only semi good stuff is their gloves, tights, a handful of their buttons, and sum of the band shirts. everything "scene" is scenecore. its stacked full of Melanie Martinez, hazbin hotel, and tadc. and every thing is so over priced for cheap is. the silly cars humor is unbearable to. the rlly screwed scene kids over tbh. thought? » Continue Reading
hi my lovelies!! this is my about me! age: 13 name: novaa (not really) fav color: green and pink zodiac:Libra birthday: Oct 2!!fandoms: haikyu!!, alien stage, girls last tour, saiki k, Derry girls, Hamilton,heathers,ride the cyclone, vocaloid, chiikawa, zombie stage, my little pony and open to hear about yall's interests!!!! my playlist of you want to listen: my Pinterest acc: https://www.pinterest.com/V3LVET123/also I don't know when I'll post blogs so its most likely going to inconsistent as ... » Continue Reading
i was going to mow the lawn today but i had to deal with a large yard bucket full of grass cuttings that had been sitting in the sun for weeks now. what i didn't realize was how bad it'd gotten. i then made the mistake of scooping out some of the grass with my bare hands (idiotic, i know), but soon i couldn't handle the texture so i grabbed a shovel instead. and let me tell you, the smell was atrocious. i gagged every time i accidentally inhaled its toxic fumes (no, it wasn't actually toxic, it ... » Continue Reading
I dream of an aquarium I have never seen,a vast mausoleum of waterwhere the sea lies buried behind glass,breathing softly beneath dim blue light.I do not know who should stand beside me.Only that there should be someone.A figure fashioned from understanding,from comfortable silence,from the strange companionshipof two minds wandering the same dark corridor.We would drift through the hallsas though we were thoughtsinside the skull of some sleeping giant,passing jellyfish that glowed like forgotte... » Continue Reading
i’ve made a religion out of reinvention—morphing for spectators who never asked,shaping myself like wet clay beneaththe weight of their unspoken expectations.my body a battleground of borrowed ideals,my mind—a mausoleum of the girl i used to bebefore perfection became my only prayer.i dilute my spirit daily,filter flaws through lenses not my own,as if obscuring themmight grant me sanctuary from scrutiny.i smile with rehearsed precision,speak like i’m auditioning for affection.everything curated,... » Continue Reading
The world moves forward with a kind of indifferent grace.Cities breathe.People evolve.New stories begin,while mine feels like it stopped somewhere betweenwho I was and who I should have become.I exist in a strange kind of stillness—not peace, but paralysis.It’s like my mind is suspendedin the aftermath of everything I never healed from.The days pass,but I don’t.I watch life unfold around mewith the quiet awareness of someonewho’s been left behind.Everyone is so loud in their becoming—so fluent i... » Continue Reading
there's this itching sensation, in the back of my head, between my brain and my skull. its agonizing and unquenchable, painful with it's urgency.though i can't see it, i know exactly what it is from the last time i tugged it to the front of my mind.its love, but not the good kind. its the kind of love that i can never have. well... i didn't inspect the itch for long enough, not before shoving it back down under the skin of my nape, so im not actually sure if its something i can't have. maybe she... » Continue Reading
I peer into mirrorsfor one I might recognize.Sometimes a stranger returns my gaze,wearing my features as borrowed raiment,holding my eyes like stolen property.When did I begin to changewithout consent,without witness?Reflection answers nothing,and I stand before italone, unmoored. » Continue Reading