Thank God I’m pretty~Every skill I ever have will be in questionEvery ill that I must suffer clearly brought on by myselfThough the cops would come for someone elseI’m blessed, I’m truly privileged to look this good without clothes onWhich only means that when I sing you’re jerking offAnd when I’m gone you won’t rememberThank God I’m pretty
(the-woe-maidensから)
Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, The Roses of Heliogabalus
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