I was born of the womb of a poisonous spell, beaten and broken and chased from the land but I rise up above it, high up above it and see. I was hung from the tree made of tongues of the weak ; the branches, the bones of the liars, the thieves. Rise up above it, high up above it and see.
Envie : que ce soit ce soir et boire (j'ai vraiment envie de sangria ces temps-ci...) Pas envie : de travailler .____. ma patronne est en mode j'fais chier tout le monde et ça m'agresse.
crédit : code par quantum mechanics || gif par permanentmochakisses || #336633 “Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all ; but lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall. Lend me your eyes, I can change what you see ; but your soul you must keep totally free.”
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