marcusmassacre

I’ve had a great time on this site! But I must part ways. If you’re still interested in keeping in contact, find me on Instagram at sir.marcus.aurelius

I've been currently fighting a battle with myself over the past 6 months. I'm grateful for the people I've had in my life and the oppertunities I've been given. This site is full of amazing people who are always beautiful and full of artistic ways that I will always love. Thank you for being yourselves. Wish me luck and send good vibes my way! Cheers

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I've been out here for a little over 24 hours and I've had more fun and saw more beautiful sites than I have in 24 years in Nebraska. I still have a full day here. Let's do this

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Yesterday, I was inboxed by a man from a band located in Des Moines, IA. I know right? Out of all places I was looking for a new opportunity, I find it in Iowa of all places. So in a little less than 2 weeks, I'm heading out there; to try out. I think I'm pretty much guaranteed this spot because hey, they found me.
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I'm kind of a hypocrite when it comes to the 4th Of July. I enjoy lighting fireworks and used to love what it stood for. Now it doesn't have the same meaning to me as it once did. I have a bad relationship with my country. It's almost comparable to a pathological lying ex girlfriend. I would've done anything for you at one point; but...
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I've had multiple hair styles and I think this is the best one that suits me. My beard is short because I'm starting this new trend called "not having a beard" it seems like everyone has them now. Along with man buns. I'm sure it's hot but it's not the look for me. I guess I've never really tried it. Who thinks it would look
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One day, I'll find her. And when they ask me how I knew she was the one.. I'll tell them, "that she loved me in spite of all of my unloveable pieces she had to pick up." -Leo Christopher

Removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill, I preserve them in formaldehyde to gaze upon at will. How their greenish flecks befill me, that starlit winters night. How I lost all that I ever was while locked within their sight. Before you sits a broken man, your fragile pinkish heart in hand. Peculiar how it can hurt so bad while love is...
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