December 2010
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Keep your boots tight, keep your gun close and die...
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My friend is having a party tonight, with the usual crowd of people. Some of which I find unbearably annoying at times but I’m intending on making myself very intoxicated and hiding in a corner until someone shouts at me that apparently it’s a New Year and therefore all of our previous year’s sins have been washed clean and we all get new starts, ha. I’m finding it hard to...
Hold on.
It’s never enough, it’s never enough until your heart until your heart stops beating.
The deeper you get, the sweeter the pain.
Don’t give up until your heart stops beating.
You won’t find love in a hole, it takes more than fucking to keep yourself warm.
I’ve been pushing my tired brain through revision since I’ve awoken. It already feels like it’s all fallen through the cracks again. I’m going to go have a really hot shower and put on clean pyjamas and read whilst listening to music. I need to feel pure.
I hope this doesn’t make me come across as a music snob but I’m incredibly tired of going to parties and having to listen to terrible R&B, Taylor Swift, Slipknot, System of a Down, and the odd bit of Ke$ha.
It’s wholly unnecessary and makes my ears and head hurt.
New Order- Blue Monday
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“God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel...”
– Sylvia Plath
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I’m revelling in my dream morning afternoon, drinking mocha’s and listening to Morrissey.
Sleeping is giving in, no matter what the time is. Sleeping is giving in, so lift those heavy eyelids. People say that you’ll die faster than without water. But we know it’s just a lie, scare your son and scare your daughter.
I don't believe in God.
I don't believe in luck.
I don't believe in you.
I just believe we're the enemy.
“Nothing, but death.”
– Jane Austen’s reply when asked by her sister Cassandra if there was anything she wanted. These were her last words.
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swallowingmysoul:
Everything’s Overrated - The...
Aren't we all
Interviewer: Did you hear t.A.T.u's version of 'How Soon Is Now'?
Morrissey: Yes, it was magnificent. Absolutely. Again, I don't know much about them.
Interviewer: They're the teenage Russian lesbians.
Morrissey: Well, aren't we all?
“And when the universe has finished exploding all the stars will slow down, like...”
– Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time
“The only magic I still believe in is love”
If magic is meant to hurt, tear people apart and throw me back and forth like the sea and never come back then I don’t want it.
I don’t mean to be melodramatic, but I honestly believe the world has entered the downward cycle that’ll eventually end in it’s demise. It all begun with the collapse of the twin towers; the steady rise in terrorism and fear. Capitalism has taken it’s grip and we live in a fast culture where people hardly read. Handwriting is a dying art and no-one has time to cook any...
I’m looking around to try to buy a turntable. But I have no knowledge of such things so it’s not going awfully well. I’m just going to do what I always do and go for whatever is aesthetically pleasing.
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Waking up entangled doesn’t mean you’re meant to stick together. Waking up alone doesn’t mean you should. We’ll get drunk, split up, scatter our ashes out over Cardiff. Can you take the night off, can you take the night?
Not being able to articulate exactly how I feel is the most frustrating ailment ever.
I am a poor freezingly cold soul So far from where I intended to go Scavenging through life’s very constant lows So far from where I’m determined to go Wish I knew the way to reach the one I love There is no way … Wish I had the charm to attract the one I love But you see, I’ve got no charm Mmm… Tonight I’ve consumed much more than I can hold Oh, this...
chooseyrside:
Please just let me be the one to keep track of the freckles and the moles on your back.
I’ve never met anyone quite like you before.
Life is good. And I’m ending it on Wednesday.
I can’t see through you this time. The amount of times you’ve told me about how selfish suicide is and about how cruel these people are make me believe you’d never have the sheer guts to act out such fantasies. But. You’re unpredictable and sometimes I can’t get through to you.
I’m scared I can’t...
People are fragile things, you should know by now....
“What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with...”
– High Fidelity