| I'll do what I want and nothing you say will change me. |
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StarsThere once was a night when the stars in the sky stopped burning so brightly and made a boy cryStars
The boy loved the stars and all they could be He loved the stars because they made him feel free
He danced and he played in their milky-white glow He thought of their highness and smiled below
But then that day came when the stars did not shine The boy felt a sadness he could not define
They made the lights bright so that he could not see The stars that burned nightly and made him feel free
That boy he grew up and he drove far away to take himself b
| My name is William, but really it's Taylor. Most of the time I'm not very interesting, but every once in a while I'll surprise you with some genius words of wisdom. This account doesn't have much a purpose other than posting some special and some not so special works. I spend most of my life around music. I play bass, guitar, and piano. I love beautiful sounds. I try to see beauty in everything, but sometimes it's difficult. I love everything and everyone until they show me I can't. |
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.:we shoot down the stars for our enjoyment:.
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An artist is someone who produces things that people don't need to have but that he - for some reason - thinks it would be a good idea to give them.
-Andy Warhol
if im still here after sherman left, i guess im gonna be stickin around for a while, cause sherman was my favorite person ever. still is. kind of.
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Because I'm Real Fake Bilvy and I can do that.
It's a Shelf Kid thing. You wouldn't understand.
RFWilliam Blog: [link]
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Because I'm Real Fake Bilvy and I can do that.
It's a Shelf Kid thing. You wouldn't understand.
RFWilliam Blog: [link]
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