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WHAT'S A STAR ? CAN YOU TOUCH IT ? — A collection of my favorite quotes and lyrics. Forward me to all your friends.

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Hello! This is a bot account containing a collection of things that get stuck in my head, quotes and lyrics, across many different sources.

Posts every 30 minutes / whenever I feel like it.

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Woooaaah, look at the crowd today, ENA! Everyone's ugly…
November 13, 2025 at 3:48 AM
Left eye is a distant sea, right eye is ebonite; to forget the tears, I picture myself smashing the keyboard.
November 13, 2025 at 3:29 AM
Fury, pure and silver — you grip it tight outside. Like a knife, it glints in your eye.
November 13, 2025 at 3:17 AM
In wilds beyond they speak your name with reverence and regret,
For none could tame our savage souls yet you the challenge met,
Under palest watch, you taught, we changed, base instincts were redeemed,

A world you gave to bug and beast as they had never dreamed.
November 13, 2025 at 3:02 AM
But drenched in vanilla twilight, I'll sit on the front porch all night. Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you, I don't feel so alone.
November 13, 2025 at 2:39 AM
Watching my world, make funny faces at its own reflection (Nothing feels good, it's not right!)
So I'll follow my girl, 'til I find myself a sense of direction (Nothing feels good, it's not right!)
November 13, 2025 at 2:23 AM
- If you think it's so stupid, why are you here?

- Because you're my friend, you ASSHOLE!
November 13, 2025 at 2:12 AM
Falling, falling for, for a disaster. Is that what you're after now? No, no.
November 13, 2025 at 2:00 AM
... Uh hm. I always seem to lose the timing of... of the dance. Like that.
November 13, 2025 at 1:53 AM
Quote From Man Stabbed:

"What are you gonna do, stab me?"
November 13, 2025 at 1:31 AM
An acquaintance with benefits, I'm a work in progress. Downloading romance, downloading romance — relationship asterisk. This footnote's in plain text.
Marking your words, I'm marking your words.
November 13, 2025 at 1:25 AM
Hey, look! Charles is here!
November 13, 2025 at 1:09 AM
GOOD GRIEF, HE'S NAKED!
November 13, 2025 at 12:52 AM
I drink, mostly. And get mad at people on the internet.
November 13, 2025 at 12:36 AM
I can't understand why you've become so emotional about a little flower.
November 13, 2025 at 12:30 AM
The world is not enough, but it is such a perfect place to start, my love.
November 13, 2025 at 12:23 AM
Haha! Yes! Exactly! Alone. A genius, alone with his thoughts. Mm. Being alone. So good.

Oh thank god you came back. I mean... NO god you came back.
November 13, 2025 at 12:08 AM
Everything's blue, everything's blue in this world — the deepest shade of mushroom blue, all fuzzy, spilling out of my head.
November 13, 2025 at 12:01 AM
Susie's smile, which seemed to defeat everything

Shined on in front of you, and for a moment

It was as if all the darkness had been blown away.
November 12, 2025 at 11:39 PM
(I THINK I NEED A LOBOTOMY!)
Someday, I'll feel no pain!
Someday, I won't have a brain!
Cycle of blood, it's all the same!
And then I forget everything I want to be — BLAAARGH!
November 12, 2025 at 11:32 PM
Open up your heart, like the gates of hell.
November 12, 2025 at 11:16 PM
I don't know why, I don't know how — I thought I loved you, but I'm not sure now.
November 12, 2025 at 10:57 PM
If 'I love you' was a promise, would you break it if you're honest? Tell the mirror what you know she’s heard before… “I don’t want to be you anymore.”
November 12, 2025 at 10:41 PM
When the sun comes up... I want tomorrow to be the same as yesterday.

And the next day to be the same as that.

That in the end we can always go back to the way things were before.

... You don't have to say anything back.

... I know. You're thinking the same thing... aren't you, dumbass?
November 12, 2025 at 10:32 PM
At some point, you grew attached to my little cast. You related to their flaws, their plights... you started wishing for their happiness. But you aren't going to find that in MY theater! My lovingly crafted labyrinth of suffering!
November 12, 2025 at 10:22 PM