no not pigeons-

Hi! Just wanted to let you know that this is my (hopefully) temporarily new account, I'm the author of Be Better, Burn, Sins, etc. Cas Wilson. 

YO I LIVED
          just uh on this account now and not the AllexMussen one bc i locked myself out ;u;

Okay I see you in every story I read first question is do you like The Flash and do you ship him with Captain Cold if you do what do you think it would you like to be my friend hi my name is Yoshi

And this is how my sibling forgets to post 

You are everywhere-

My sweetheart's piano is rat filled
          And mine is infested with bugs
          The music we make is unnatural
          But it sounds just like falling in love
          
          This butch
          This butch
          This butch
          This butch
          She makes me go weak in the knees
          But I can't let her see me swoon
          Or else she will think I am weak
          
          Tomorrow we'll dig through the garbage
          And we'll fish out all kinds of neat trash
          And when we go back to my apartment
          She'll probably kick my fucking ass
          
          This butch
          This butch
          This butch
          This butch
          She makes me go weak in the knees
          But I can't let her see me swoon
          Or else she will think I am weak
          
          I sing her songs in my garage
          And make her fall in love with me
          And once we're done
          The sun is gone
          Wе both just sit so nervously
          I talk real slow
          And speak rеal low
          Hoping she'll lean into me
          But we just laugh cause
          What was that
          We can't take ourselves seriously
          
          This butch
          This butch
          This butch
          This butch
          She makes me go weak in the knees
          But I can't let her see me swoon
          Or else she will think I am sweet

Sunday mornings make me nervous
          They don't feel like they used to feel
          My religion feels wrong, but I can't tell my mom
          I'm afraid that my words would kill
          
          I think I still believe in Jesus
          He's a friend when I choose to pray
          But my demons get me high
          'Til I'm burning all the time
          Yeah, they never wash my sins away
          I'm singing hymns at the top of my lungs
          
          I think the devil made me do it, do it, baby
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          I think the devil made me do it, now I'm crazy
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          Don't pray for me
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          As Sunday service got me anxious
          It's the reason that I was depressed
          I could see it on their face
          I did not deserve His grace
          So I skipped the holy sacrament
          
          I swear I still believe in something
          But I couldn't pray the gay away
          So if I'm the wicked one
          I'm still my mama's son
          And you'll never take that love away
          I'm singing hymns at the top of my lungs
          
          Oh, I think the devil made me do it, do it, baby
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          I think the devil made me do it, now I'm crazy
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          Don't pray for me
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          I'm letting go, it's not your fault
          You'll always be a work of art
          I told you I'm leaving this morning
          No, wait wait, don't pick up the phone
          
          Just let it go to message, maybe you could keep it
          Yeah, tell her I'm coming home
          Tell mama I'm coming home
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          I think the devil made me do it, do it, baby
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          I think the devil made me do it, now I'm crazy
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          Don't pray for me
          I found myself when I lost my faith
          
          I'm letting go, it's not your fault
          You'll always be a work of art
          I told you I'm leaving this morning
          No, wait wait, don't pick up the phone
          
          You'll let it go to message
          Maybe you could heep it
          Just tell her I'm coming home
          Tell mama I'm coming home
          I found myself when I lost my faith

*Vibrates in 3 20oz coffee mugs this morning*

I dare you to read Foster's Home by heartslogos and I bet you will cry just as much as i did

I SLEPT LAST NIGHT YESSS AHAHAHHA