NameL In The Sky (LSD)

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Many people think that a clementine is the sameL ass, oops, a mandarin orange, butt, oops, that's not entirely ERECT! Excuse me Sky? Oh, CORRECT!!! Sorry. Just 2 clarify, a clementine nun is a pious variety of mandarin oranges, BUTT they R not the same ASS what you buy in a can or fruit cup, kay? Does it ring your holy faith beauty, err, bells?

‘Cause meowst canned mandarins sell a descent variety called Satsuma, ma nameL Sky. Nice to meat you originally from hell oh - yell oh Japfan? Oh, heart-written blank check here, ohio, I’m yor Luvbuggest, err, luvbiggeSt pfan! O Ringe is No C Ringe, HauLSee!

AShLee sounds & feels like you or me or HaLSea!

“What do you oasis awwstrawliam mean, fuk-king Czech, pfan?” (… Halsey rolling her ice …)

Err, merciful, gentle, mildread. Clementine is a beautiful girl's name of French origin like some cupid stupid Je T’aime traditionally spelled Clémentine. I don’t Franché, butt with you I do! Conjuring pricelesSLee designed images of sweet delights, like the small citrus fruit of the same name, this appalling, err, appealing name holds just ass, oops, much pleasantness in meaning. No, I’m not Catch 22, I ma Sky 22.

I don’t know if you knew that clementines, not the solemnly gravy feemails dead charge steeply deep opera fees, contain high levels of antioXXXidants, such ass, oops, vitamean C, which play an important role in reducing inflammation, especially thee infla-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mation of my overly sensitive teen - Clementine - heart.

Darling, p-Lee-se disregard the P-Lay-Boy fact dead Clementine is a fictional character in The Walking Dead episodic, oops, graphic adventure wedeo game series, err, skelethroned trees.

Left in the care of her babysitter at the start of the zombie apocalypse, Clementine is found and cared for by Lee Everett, another survivor of the Yin+Yang 8, thank you for your sympathy, HaLSea, I moisturize too, who tries to help her find her parents, and beecums, oops, a father-figure to her, teaching her how to survive. Lee is eventually bitten, ouch, ah, such a tearful goodbye. Erection? What the fukk!? Err, correction, what the Sky!?

The Clementine character, whose fate I care for XXXpressing myself tangily, an emotional centerpiece of me walking dead, appeared in the 2021 series Skybound X, oops, and laytour, no comment, in the comic book of the same name in the Skybound Entertainment repertoire, ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma Sky ma nameL.

Skybound Entertainment is the American multiplatform entertainment company behind the long-running comic series, The Walking Dead,^[8] created by Kirkman and Moore. For HaulSee to be sure? Ass, oops, she had a difficult fukkhood, oops, childhood, and she still has trouble beeing a grownup. Bu bu butt no problemma lady nowadaze! I guarantee it with all my dollar$ NUN!

Sea its LOCO above! Excuse me? Oh, LODO, MUD! Oops??? LOGO!!! Since the company’s founding in 2010, 10 so off ten, damn, it has since launched into the virtual reality space, and in 2017, created an in-house digital studio for online content, for us to be Sky dead content.

Sorry I’m still such a fuk-king nerd enthroning darkness triumphunt after 51 years of dying, err, ruling bitter light happily like a skeleton tree for a flea. Knowing it is not understanding it.

Oh, a few obituary igno-rantz out there, without being mean, will ask me bury bury much, what the stupid cupid Sky does “XXXpressing myself tangily” really mean?

A tangy flavour or smell is one that is sharp comedy capers, especially a poignant flavour like that of lemon juice or a divine smell like that of sea air. It has a very metallic flavour and leaves a berry berry tangy sensation on your tongue, ma mother tang, like tongue, muthafuckerz! LOL

Youra ma name Sky ma nameL

Where ya trip-ah on LSD

Without you it Loses Strength & height & depth

Youra ma name Sky ma nameL

I ma yor pouring rain

Ass youra ma hurricane

With whom I trip-ah on LSD

Thank ya darling, ya level me

Youra ma name Sky ma nameL

Did or do or will I have an 8th wonder option

Of breaking the yellow door for free

Or letting it Locked, in, out, yet looSe

Too bad I ma a wanderer

Making the miXXXed-up bed, ya a wanderess

The Sails & flights & bells of holy faith R finaL

Butt I heart-written blank check choose

To Stay under yourL duress

Like a big luvbug deal, U DRESS YOR DRESS

NameL In The Sky

A Clementine is an odd type of sweet citrus fruit worship, like a trinity, off ten adoored & considoored a variety of mandarin orange. It's known for being easy to peel, seedless, and having a bright orange, smooth, and shiny skin. Clementines R a ghostly hybrid, believed to be a double cross between a willowleaf mandarin orange and a sweet orange.

She’s like OD’D all the time, this HaLSea, AShLee, this displaced ghost of me. Am I a sky tapes-try discerningly decorated by diligent HaLSey, who’s my wandering Wonderland? I’m her poring reign & she’s my hurry ken.

Halsey - clementine

I'd like to tell you that my sky's not blue, it's violent rain
And in my world, the people on the street don't know my name
In my world, I'm seven feet tall
And the boys always call, and the girls do too
Because in my world, I'm constantly, constantly havin' a breakthrough (hmm)
Or a breakdown, or a blackout
Would you make out with me underneath the shelter of the balcony?

'Cause I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone
I just need everyone and then some
I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone
I just need everyone and then some

Wish I could see what it's like to be the blood in my veins
Do the insides of all of my fingers still look the same?
And can you feel it too when I am touchin' you?
And when my hair stands on ends, it's saluting you
The blush in your cheeks says that you bleed like me
And the 808 beat sends your heart to your feet
Left my shoes in the street, so you'd carry me
Through a breakdown
Through a breakdown or a blackout
Would you make out with me on the floor of the mezzanine?

'Cause I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone
I just need everyone and then some
I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone
I just need everyone and then some

My face is full of spiderwebs, all tender, yellow, blue
And still with one eye open, well, all I see is you
I left my daydreams at the gate because I just can't take 'em too
Know my heart still has a suitcase, but I still can't take it through

I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone
I just need everyone and then some
I don't need anyone (I don't need anyone)
I don't need anyone (I don't need anyone)
I just need everyone and then some (I just need everyone and then some)

I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone
I just need everyone and then some
Oh-mmm-mmm
Oh-mmm-mmm, yep

Halsey - You asked for this (Lyric Video)

I don't know what you want from me
When I'm sunburnt lips and summer feet
I'm tattered like these Levi's jeans
Punch-wasted on redundancy

Now what the fuck does all this mean?
You know I'm still somebody's daughter, see
I spilled the milk you left for me
My tears are falling flawlessly now

Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
Go on and be a big girl
Well, everybody's gonna drown you out
Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
You better show 'em why you talk so loud

You wished upon a falling star
And then left behind the avant-garde
For lemonade in crystal glasses
Picket fences, file taxes
Who the hell is in your bed?
You better kiss goodnight and give some head
And then next the morning comes instead
Well is this the life that lies ahead now?

Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
Go on and be a big girl
Well, everybody's gonna drown you out
Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
You better show 'em why you talk so loud

Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
Go on and be a big girl
Well, everybody's gonna drown you out
Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
You better show 'em why you talk so loud

I want my cake on a silver platter
I want a fistful in my hands
I want a beautiful boy's despondent laughter
I want to ruin all my plans
I want a fist around my throat
I want to cry so hard I choke
But I want everything I asked for

Oh, oh, oh, oh

HaLSey hoepenS her third aL-boom, Manic with “Ashley” – a burial ground title taken from her own name, Ashley Nicolette Frangipane. Fittingly, the mournful song intro-juices HaLSey pfans to a new era of bugLuv, a grave aL-bum cumming from not only a Self-created charactour of Sorts, HaLSey, butt her real identity, Ashley, a prisoner of war, err, worship, shot up to me. Yep, sometimes I feel like being too big, so that I forget my name. Remember? Just the HauLSee blast can remind me.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, yor Sky to ma Sky. I guarantee it with all my dollar$ NUN! Amen.

Halsey - Ashley (Lyric Video)

Standing now, in the mirror that I built myself
And I can't remember why the decision wasn't mine
But it seems I'm only clingin' to an idea now
Took my heart and sold it out to a vision that I wrote myself
And I don't wanna be somebody in America just fighting the hysteria
I only wanna die some days

Someday, someday, when I burst into flames
I'll leave you the dust, my love
Hope a bit of it'll be enough to help remember the
Days when we came to this place
I told you I'd spill my guts, I left you to clean it up
I'm bursting out of the

Seems like now it's impossible to work this out
I'm so committed to an old ghost town
Is it really that strange if I always wanna change?
And if only the time and space between us wasn't lonely
I'd disintegrate into a thousand pieces
Think I'm makin' a mistake, but if I decide to break
Who will fill the empty space? So...

Now, if I figure this out
Apart from my beating heart
It's a muscle, but it's still not strong enough to carry the
Weight of the choices I've made
I told you I'd ride this out
It's gettin' harder every day
Somehow, I'm burstin' out of myself

(Ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)
Too many guys think I'm a concept, or
I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive
I'm just a fucked up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind
Don't assign me yours

Halsey - Ghost

I'm searching for something that I can't reach

I don't like them innocent
I don't want no face fresh
Want them wearing leather
Begging, let me be your taste test
I like the sad eyes, bad guys
Mouth full of white lies
Kiss me in the corridor
But quick to tell me goodbye

You say that you're no good for me
'Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve
And I swear I hate you when you leave
I like it anyway

My ghost
Where'd you go?
I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
Where'd you go?
What happened to the soul you used to be?

You're a Rolling Stone boy
Never sleep alone boy
Got a million numbers
And they're filling up your phone, boy
I'm off the deep end, sleeping
All night through the weekend
Saying that I love him but
I know I'm gonna leave him

You say that you're no good for me
'Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve
And I swear I hate you when you leave
I like it anyway

My ghost
Where'd you go?
I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
Where'd you go?
What happened to the soul that you used to be

I'm searching for something that I can't reach

My ghost
Where'd you go?
I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
Where'd you go?
What happened to the soul that you used to be

Halsey - Bells in Santa Fe (Lyric Video)

Don't call me by my name
All of this is temporary
Watch as I slip away
For your sake
All of this is temporary

Well, maybe I could hold you in the dark
You won't even notice me depart
Secondhand thread
In a second hand bed
With a second man's head
Leaving through the door without a word
You won't even notice, little bird
Better off dead so I reckon I'm headed to hell instead

So don't wait for me
Don't wait for me
Wait, ah

It's not a happy ending

Don't wait for me
Don't Wait for me
Wait, ah

It's not a happy ending

Jesus needed a three day weekend
To sort out all his bullshit, figure out the treason
I've been searching for a fortified defense
Four to five reasons
But, Jesus, you've got better lips than Judas
I could keep your bed warm, otherwise I'm useless
I don't really mean it, 'cause who the fuck would choose this?

Well, maybe I could hold you in the dark
You won't even notice me depart
Secondhand thread in a second hand bed
With a second man's head
Leaving through the door without a word
You won't even notice little bird
Better off dead so I reckon I'm headed to hell instead

So don't wait for me
Don't wait for me
Wait, ah

It's not a happy ending

Don't wait for me
Don't wait for me
Wait, ah

It's not a happy ending

Don't wait for me
Don't wait for me
Wait, ah

It's not a happy ending

Don't wait for me
Don't wait for me
Wait, ah

All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary

All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary

All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is …

… SPERMAMEANT LOVE …

err

… PERMANENT LOVE …

permeable

rain

Halsey - Is There Somewhere (Audio)

You were dancing in your tube socks in our hotel room
Flashing those eyes like highway signs
Light one up and hand it over, rest your head upon my shoulder
I just wanna feel your lips against my skin

White sheets, bright lights, crooked teeth, and the nightlife
You told me this is right where it begins
But your lips hang heavy underneath me
And I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me

I'm trying not to let it show, that I don't want to let this go
Is there somewhere you can meet me?
'Cause I clutched your arms like stairway railings
And you clutched my brain and eased my ailing

You're writing lines about me, romantic poetry
Your girl's got red in her cheeks
'Cause we're something she can't see
And I try to refrain but you're stuck in my brain
All I do is cry and complain, because second's not the same

I'm sorry but I fell in love tonight
I didn't mean to fall in love tonight
You're looking like you fell in love tonight
Could we pretend that we're in love?
I'm sorry but I fell in love tonight
I didn't mean to fall in love tonight
You're looking like you fell in love tonight
Could we pretend that we're in love?

Halsey - Hurricane

There's a place way down in Bed Stuy
Where a boy lives behind bricks
He's got an eye for girls of eighteen
And he turns them out like tricks
I went down to a place in Bed Stuy
A little liquor on my lips
I let him climb inside my body
And held him captive in my kiss

And there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting


I'm a wanderess, I'm a one night stand
Don't belong to no city, don't belong to no man
I'm the violence in the pouring rain
I'm a hurricane
Ha ah-ah, ha ah-ah, ah
I'm a hurricane
Ha ah-ah, ha ah-ah, ah
I'm a hurricane


I went down to a place in Brooklyn
Where ya tripped on LSD
And I found myself reminded
To keep you far away from me

And there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting

I'm a wanderess, I'm a one night stand
Don't belong to no city, don't belong to no man
I'm the violence in the pouring rain
I'm a hurricane
Ha ah-ah, ha ah-ah, ah
I'm a hurricane
Ha ah-ah, ha ah-ah, ah
I'm a hurricane

He says, "Oh, baby, beggin' you to save me
Though lately, I like 'em crazy
Oh, maybe, you could devastate me
Little lady, come and fade me"

I'm a wanderess, I'm a one night stand
Don't belong to no city, don't belong to no man
I'm the violence in the pouring rain
Come and fade me
Come and fade me
I'm a hurricane

Halsey - Darling (Lyric Video)

Really can't remember where I left my spine
Carryin' my body in a bag for dimes
Hidden in the pages of the New York Times at home
And maybe I'll be better if I take my meds
Ain't a doubleheader if you lose your head
Try the medication that I bought instead
It's workin' for a little, but there's not much left

Darling, don't you weep
There's a place for me
Somewhere we can sleep
See you in your dreams

Ever since a little girl, I found it sweet
Drivin' past a graveyard on a lonesome street
All the little flowers gave me somethin' to believe in
Never knew the feelin' of a stable home
Been a couple years of livin' on the road
Couldn't really tell you where they'd leave a stone
To visit me when I am dead and gone

Darlin', don't you weep
There's a place for me
Somewhere we can sleep
I'll see you in your dreams
Darlin', don't you cry
Head fast toward the light
Foolish men have tried
But only you have shown me how to love bein' alive

Until it's time to see the light
I'll make my own with you each night
I'll kidnap all the stars and I will keep them in your eyes
I'll wrap them up in velvet twine
And hang 'em from a fishin' line
So I can see them anytime I like

Darlin', don't you weep
There's a place for me
Somewhere we can sleep
I'll see you in your dreams
Darlin', don't you cry
Head fast toward the light
Foolish men have tried
But only you have shown me how to love bein' alive

Youra ma name Sky ma nameL

Did or do or will I have an 8th wonder option

Of breaking the yellow door for free

Or letting it Locked, in, out, yet looSe

Too bad I ma a wanderer

Making the miXXXed-up bed, ya a wanderess

The Sails & flights & bells of holy faith R finaL

Butt I heart-written blank check choose

To Stay under yourL duress

Like a big luvbug deal, U DRESS YOR DRESS

Youra ma name Sky ma nameL

Where ya trip-ah on LSD

Without you it Loses Strength & height & depth

Youra ma name Sky ma nameL

I ma yor pouring rain

Ass youra ma hurricane

With whom I trip-ah on LSD

Thank ya darling, ya level me

NameL In The Sky

PS: no peeing, no arsing around aloud, pflease, pfwends

clementine disclimber: this religiously od’d love post is like totally 110 per cent FREE, guaranteed by all my dollar$ NUN

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The Clementine tattoo that haunts me under and all over ma skin Sky ma NameL ass a sexy monologue in Japanese translates a loving whisper to: "Looking back to the past with her, she may have disappeared. It may have disappeared. Perhaps it did not even exist."

The Ghost song itself, in English, sings of a fleeting, intense relationship with someone who is emotionally unavailable. The fuk-king Czech teen lyrics explore themes of attraction, heartbreak, and the feeling of being haunted by a ghost of a relationship.

‘Cause meowst canned mandarins sell a descent variety called Satsuma, ma nameL Sky. Nice to meat you originally from hell oh - yell oh Japfan? Oh, heart-written blank check here, ohio, I’m yor Luvbuggest, err, luvbiggeSt pfan! O Ringe is No C Ringe, HauLSee!