Freeze Peach 🍑 faux90skid / 2nd in command / roses's brother

[faux90skid]

I have a bad memory from this song

it's not the song... I can't remember how I discovered this... it was through a chick that fucked me over but maybe it's best I don't remember. I love this song though even though I found it through a bad a way...

lol it's so so weird because I erased a lot of shit in my mind recently with girls dude and this song I run into because I'm just going through indie music on a friday night

I think when i first heard this, it was because I went through a girls spotify she had on her discord and she was some bitch i fell for. her name was cassie. and she was using me as an emotional cupholder like a few others and got back with a dude she was having issues with. i caught her putting "I <3 (some faggot)" and I asked. She asked like I was the issue. But yet we roleplayed for a few nights, nothing lewd just cuddle stuff and I was getting feelings for her... ugh

I hope she killed herself. Plus she was majoring in Graphics Design. Which AI killed years ago so I hope she's working a dead end job with her dreams crushed.

and I guess she was listening to this along with other songs about love and break ups which makes sense

Oh and she loved callmecarson. Fuck when he had is career fucked I was so happy because I learned what kind of female following that guy got. It's a breed of girls that makes you vomit. daddy issue, not emo or goth, but on ssris and looks regular that goes to college just to be used as a fuck toy... and when they get married, they will live in a suburb in some city where both of them will work jobs and the kids will have to go to daycare because they are both lame busy parents

fuck I hate women even more now that I remember this bitch because of this song

 

[faux90skid]

the white house shooter today just had their pronouns updated to was/were

 

[faux90skid]

I killed all of the girls in my head. I'm finally free. Now I see my soul mates more clearly and I feel safe and secure. It makes me want to write a book. I hear the engine of the C8. I see the shores of Florida. Wind Chimes in the trees of my dream garden. The laughter of my wife. The calmness in her voice when we meet. Across the internet. The freshness in a new world when my mother is gone. Somewhere else and far. When I can sit down for once and say I have won. I'm not like everyone else. Because I was fucked over by everyone else. Where they run into brick walls. The Narcissism under the roof ran away. And after the years of confusion where the noise was always loud I can finally hear nothing but silence. Where raindrops are heard. And the wind moving through leaves of a forest. If it snows, you can even feel the sound it makes when a snowflake lays down onto the other ones.

But the battles are still alive. The light that touches a flower in a dark place tells me it's soon to be over.