Maybe its time for a resurrection ( Read more... )

Find your faith in your security

All broken up at seventeen

Jam your brain with broken heroes

Love your masks and adore your failure

We're a mass of eyeliner and spraypaint

DIY destrustion on chanel chic

deny your culture of consumption

This is a culture of destruction

Don't wanna see your face

Don't wanna hear your words

Why don't you just

Babes ( Read more... )

Yeah I know you’ve have your own problems and i know its been bad but you’ve never once checked in, wondered how things were, and actually cared.
I know I’m not nice and I’ve never been good. But I’ve spent the past fucking year listening to you whine about Sam-Fucking-Darbyshire and any other twat who crossed your path and caught your eye.
You ( Read more... )

I walk the thin lines. The straight lines. I walk through summer nights. I walk the silver rope of dreams. I walk the dawn of dawns.
There isn't a lot round here that isn't dying. We parade around, watching each other die like insects in a killing jar.
I walk through Christ machines. I walk past the eyes of the throwaway people. Through love's ( Read more... )

I think i now what it must be like to be the sahara

Its raining and i've forgot my umbrella.

Rs was cancelled i'm not going to be beheaded and dragged through the street by midgit penguins and Nancy's behest, well until monday at least

Really want a cup of tea

My sister is crying because her tv is stuck, she can only watch the teacher channel as they go on about the use of.. actually who cares ( Read more... )

Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The ( Read more... )

Vanessa just lent me Takk by Sigur Ros to listen to while i lurk in the back of history of art.
Vanessa i want to cry it is so beautiful.
Tack så mycket

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Give Your Own Definition of the Following:

Indie: Indie kids cultural elitists in ironic t-shirts
Emo: Pre-teen failed goths, they cry so much that all there white foundation just pours off, they also favor ironic t-shirts but without the 'better then thou' attitude
Chavs: Mysterious orange creatures with a cheap array of nock-off golden goods ( Read more... )