December 2011
38 posts
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Dec 27th
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“I want to be alone and I want people to notice me — both at the same time.”
– Thom Yorke (via jarrodis)
Dec 27th
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Dec 26th
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lucy takes the long way home meets me in a field of stone she says “i don’t know how i’m s’pose to feel my body’s cold my guts are twisted steel.” and i feel like i’m some kind of frankenstein waiting for a shock to bring me back to life but i don’t want to spend my time waiting for lightning to strike.
Dec 26th
Dec 25th
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Dec 22nd
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Dec 19th
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Dec 15th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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I’ve decided to fly,
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Dec 12th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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maybe, just a little, shattered.
Dec 6th
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Dec 6th
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Dec 6th
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Dec 6th
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chivalry-noted:
Dec 6th
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Dec 6th
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Dec 4th
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Dec 2nd
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November 2011
57 posts
So, so you think you can tell heaven from hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were...
Nov 30th
DO NOT BE SAD THAT TIME IS PASSING, FOR THIS LIFE...
Nov 30th