May 2013
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“1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a...”
– (via de-licacy)
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Bourgeoisie: Pax Americana →
bourgeoisie: I hear America on the highway to Hell, I hear it loud because it is loud and because the day stretches on like a snake in a desert. America: built on the back of a Bible and a rifle, some blood in between, this great nation of ours it is fresh like linen from the laundry, and old like a wasted…
May 1st
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Bourgeoisie: Pax Americana →
bourgeoisie: I hear America on the highway to Hell, I hear it loud because it is loud and because the day stretches on like a snake in a desert. America: built on the back of a Bible and a rifle, some blood in between, this great nation of ours it is fresh like linen from the laundry, and old like a wasted…
May 1st
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: Good Night →
artreture: I remember the sound Of excitement and glee That slithered with me to bed Even if I was wide awake Waiting for your letters I remember the truth Despite the stretch of land and sea That echoed from my end to yours As our love remained like chains In a world of paper-strong promises I…
May 1st
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Knives and pens: Finality →
heartsofink: Where is the escape button The emergency exit The pill labelled “I quit”? If life is a roundabout Then I’m done Well and truly dizzy Begging the lord who has forsaken me To slow down, To let me off. This once bright blood has darkened I am black, Inside and out Gasping Again, again But void, …
May 1st
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dirty windows: The Ocean is Dry →
evanescentroses: The sky is green, my dear. Look at the way musty clouds leer at each other as they draw a curtain over the sunlight. Taste each raindrop as it burns on your skin, as the winds toss your hair about. Perhaps it used to be blue; things change. The ocean is dry, my dear. We suckled it through straws until the salt skinned our tongues
May 1st
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Fall for it.: In the sky there is nobody asleep.... →
accidentaleeinlove: In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody. Nobody is asleep. The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl about their cabins. The living iguanas will come and bite the men who do not dream, and the man who rushes out with his spirit broken will meet on the street corner the…
May 1st
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April 2013
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WatchWatch
#titanium #davidguetta #sia #done #cover #blah #sucksaboutit #singing #cute #notreally
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taste and time.
kickrocksyo: hip hop might have my heart but rock n roll was my first love. sure, funky ass beats, dope rhymes, cool rhythms are the tits. but rock n roll…. rock n roll. where do I even begin…. kick ass guitar solos, extremely bad ass singers, like Freddie Mercury, drum solos that hit you in your soul… man oh man is it great. there’s no place I’d rather be than in my bed listening to Jimi...
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The wasteland.: I need to get out of here. Ill... →
reese-m: I need to get out of here. Ill never survive. Everyone is pulling at me and I feel like I’m being torn to pieces. They all want me to be something but I can’t. I can’t. I can’t do this. I just wanna be gone…they’re all s scratching at my throat forcing in the words. I can live like this. I just…
Apr 9th
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