Brian’s “wait a minute” at 2:20 or so gives me a fucking heart attack.
DREAMY SIGHS
If I was in a victorian age romance novel, I would be saying something about my quivering bust.
Dance all night to pretty lights, nothing's right.
Consciousness is lost and made.
All we did was make 'em rich, make 'em rich, helping out the cocaine trade.
Danya
Lover/Fighter/Sewer
GodsGirls.
Brains and Beauty on Etsy.
Inspire Me.
Personal.
Consciousness is lost and made.
All we did was make 'em rich, make 'em rich, helping out the cocaine trade.
Danya
Lover/Fighter/Sewer
GodsGirls.
Brains and Beauty on Etsy.
Inspire Me.
Personal.
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