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kanye sleeping.

shhhh

Kanye Rest

in his Kanye Nest

when he wakes up he’s going to be his kanye best

This is the tale of Kanye West, who is snuggled in his Kanye Nest, having himself a Kanye Rest, for he must be at his Kanye Best, before he’s off on a Kanye Quest, where he’ll be put to the Kanye Test, in hopes to retrieve the Kanye Chest that is distinctly marked with the Kanye Crest, He shall return to the Kanye Nest and have himself a Kanye Fest, where he will welcome many Kanye Guests, but first he must be rid of Kanye Pests, before he can put on his Kanye Vest and dance at the party with such Kanye Zest.

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Legendary

jayxcrvig:

iamlexluther:

selenakins:

t0ne:

thegreensanitarium:

riverdogproductions:

newworldorganization:

drifterscave:

doitsundere:

anal0g2:

asvpyeezy:

kanye sleeping.

shhhh

Kanye Rest

in his Kanye Nest

when he wakes up he’s going to be his kanye best

This is the tale of Kanye West, who is snuggled in his Kanye Nest, having himself a Kanye Rest, for he must be at his Kanye Best, before he’s off on a Kanye Quest, where he’ll be put to the Kanye Test, in hopes to retrieve the Kanye Chest that is distinctly marked with the Kanye Crest, He shall return to the Kanye Nest and have himself a Kanye Fest, where he will welcome many Kanye Guests, but first he must be rid of Kanye Pests, before he can put on his Kanye Vest and dance at the party with such Kanye Zest.

did you just

Lol.

Reblogging for that story

omg.

Legendary
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…and I will be able to learn by heart
the size of yours, the width of your veins,
the pressure made against your valves
by each ingredient of your sacred blood.
Holy millimetres of mercury.
That way I might know the depth of your love,
the percentage of your goodness.
I imagine them bottomless and infinite
because for me, you are their definition
but I try to be certain.
I live to know you inside out.
I would leave this world
to travel the map of your mind,
to know the colour each wire
of your brain lights up when roused.
I listen to the nuances
in your responses
while scanning the contours of your face,
so that even if your core is secret
I might analyse the data anomalies
of your beauty freckles,
read between the wry curl of your lip lines
to find more than teeth, prettier than an infant’s,
making me long to kiss the warmth
in the corners of your cat-like eyes.
I recognise the cognitive tick-tock behind them
as you select the perfect word,
and although I might hesitate
in the silence of those gaps,
it is when you fill them that I realise
my desperate desire for your science
and attempts at mathematics are not necessary.
I cannot solve you, because you are not a problem.
You are every solution and
my only need is to love you…