February 2010
you are whatever a moon has always meant
i have no idea why i’m on tumblr with a situation of having so much art work to do in one night, all for tomorrow. my gcse grade depends on it, geek, and yet im wasting time just writing about wasting time, fml
i'll be my own enemy →
to you,
i haven’t spoken to you today. my world hasn’t been turned upside down, it just, stopped. i feel useless, needless, pointless. everything i’ve done today has bored me, because none of it had anything to do with you. i just want to be near you.
love me
Speak quietly to yourself and promise there will be better days. whisper gently...
i just realised how nice you are and im going to...
you are you and you make me feel happy.
"oh no"
so i gave up biscuits for lent, y’know the choccy biccy ones that have chocolate on the degestive part that contain a whole 85 calorie in it. y’know the one that you eat so quickly and reach out for another and before you know it you’ve eaten the whold dandy packet. yep, those ones.
i got so far. i got home and had 3. i’m already loosing track of days.
and yes i just...
you silly billy
my cat has just found an old christmas decoration (cluster of fake cranberries on a stalk) in which he can not stop playing with. he holds it securely in his mouth in case anyone feels the need to remove it from his chops. he’s growling and humming pretty vigorously now, like he’s caught his first mouse, which he hasn’t yet because he’s only four months old. my other kitty...
art is either plagiarism or revolution.
– paul gaugin (via kayaolivia)
no one wants to be next to the sweaty man.
yet we were, ha, for some of the time. eugh.
yesterday was truly wonderful. the best was undoubtably the maccabees pure love there children. i don’t really know what i’m talking about but, the big pink were pretty good. yet the drums as much as i do like them, they were a slight let down as i thought they would sound much better live.
also i can’t remember bbc being that...
tonight
i am going to see the big pink, bombay bicycle club, the drums and simply the most beautiful band in the world, the maccabees.
i may indeed cry.
domorethanexist:
i was thinking this summer that maybe we could fall in love. you interested?
i just found a good celtic band for once. they’re called mabon. the secret is, i used to do irish dancing. badass.
I do my thing and you do your thing. I am not in this world to live up to your...
– Frederick Perls
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it...
– ee cummings
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
– Oscar Wilde (via aliciakatie)
This morning I woke up and I saw your angry face. And I’m just wondering,...
Not a great sign, of feeling your heartbeat throbing in your nose, eugh icky cold .
i hate the meaning of a kook. i’m constantly tired and when i’m up for going its completely flat and theres always the worst reason of having no one whatsoever who will ever come with me. bring on the days of having a car and an incredibly charming man friend who is out of my league to join me in the water. until then i shall go in as much as i can, so when this dream does...
Well I never tried to change you, honey I’m your biggest fan and I loved...
sold my red horse for a venture home
After several years of listening to my fav that is Bon Iver, today i actually bought ‘For Emma, Forever Ago’. I know he’s become a little overated, yet this album never seizes to amaze me. Easily the best album i have bought in a while, if not that, then ever. woah