Nostalgia For A Time That Never Existed - Tumblr Posts
from performing "wfttwtaf" live in his studio to performing "boy" live in his studio as well🥹🥹
this will probably be me after listening to luke's EP
i love you im still your boy i love you shakes i love you benny i love you close my eyes i love you garden life i love you close enough to feel you i love you promises I LOVE YOU BOY
mother of 2 children (wfttwtaf and boy)
AHHH LUKE WEEKEND LUKE WEEKEND LUKE WEEKEND
i fucking love luke hemmings so much. he went on stage tonight while sick and fucking did AWESOME. he deserves the world. he could have cancelled, but he didn't. he is a fucking legend and i'm so incredibly proud and grateful for him. i'm so grateful i saw him twice in DC. thank you luke. thank you to luke's team and everyone who helped with the shows.
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my poem:
She’s a used car with broken down parts
Take her to 150mph with one touch
Lust is all it takes to start her engine
She’s full of bliss
She’s literally leaking
Beautiful like your favorite mother
S-xy like your favorite teacher
A living day dream
She’s every boy’s wet dream
Black hair like Katy Perry
Face like someone famous you’ve seen
Body so thin and petite
She’s made out to be so mean and picky
Yet all she wants is somebody who kisses her like the world isn’t ending
Making out with boys is her favorite hobby
She collects strays and names them Johnny, Justin and Jamie
She lives a life where she’s the Leading Lady
Healing those in need
Collecting stories and sharing bodies
She never felt heavenly until his body engulfed her being
Everybody’s got a fear
What’s yours?
Failure and sin?
Heights or diving in so deep you can’t see the surface?
Freedom is homeless
With a trust of the other side
Living faithless, inhaling toxic fumes
And pleasing him for a meal to eat
Like a kitty in heat
She’s always on her knees
Pleading, praying and listening
Man-made heavens, we all get lost in them
Death kisses her on the shoulder
Like a sloppy kiss you can’t forget
Fear drives her forward
Mommy didn’t raise no coward
Daddy just didn’t care
Scars are permanent memories
Bruises heal on their own
Her thighs belong to nobody
Just somebody’s roadside attraction
She’s her daddy’s favorite distraction
She’s just another Mattress Actress with a classic american sob story
Are you here for the audition?
Or just a seat in the audience?