ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
David Delisca
Da Funkdafied Ginger Tea Sipper. New Jack Swing King, Bobby Brown ain't got nothin' on me."It's not Delivery, it's Delisca"
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Me, Q and Chevy.
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death star shade of black
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Season 5 Business Meetings so Far via: r/breakingbad
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don’t remember here name but she gave me some good tips on how to tone your bum bum
Victoria!
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[ Frank Ocean - “Sweet Life” ]
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One of the smoothest joints that I’ve heard in a minute. This joint makes want to hold hands while roller-blading on the boardwalks of a beach with a sweet lady that’s living the sweet life while being serenaded by the boombox attached to my back. Makes we want to do some corny shit, and there’s nothin’ wrong with that.
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The best song wasn’t the single, but you weren’t either
Livin’ in Ladera Heights, the black Beverly Hills
Domesticated paradise, palm trees and pools
The water’s blue, swallow the pillKeepin’ it surreal, whatever you like
Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high
Keepin’ it surreal, not sugar-free
My TV ain’t HD, that’s too real
Grapevine, mango, peaches and limes, the sweet lifeSweet life, sweet life
Sweet life, sweet life
The sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet life
Sweet life, the sweet life
Sweetie pieYou’ve had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born
The starshine always kept you warm
So why see the world, when you got the beach
Don’t know why see the world, when you got the beach
The sweet lifeThe best song wasn’t the single, but you couldn’t turn your radio down
Satellite need a receiver, can’t seem to turn the signal fully off
Transmitting the waves
You’re catching that breeze ’til you’re dead in the graveBut you’re keepin’ it surreal, whatever you like
Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high
Keepin’ it surreal, not sugar-free, my tv ain’t HD, that’s too real
Grapevines, mango, peaches and lime, a sweet lifeA sweet life
A sweet life, yeah
A sweet life, a sweet life
A sweet life
Live and die in the lifeYou’ve had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born, yeah
The starshine always kept you warm
So why see the world, when you got the beach
Don’t know why see the world, when you got the beachAnd the water, is exactly what I wanted
It’s everything I thought it would be (Thought it would be)
But this neighborhood is gettin’ trippier every day
The neighborhood is goin’ ape shit crazyYou’ve had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born
The starshine always kept you warm
So why see the world, when you got the beach
Don’t know why see the world, when you got the beach
The sweet life -
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