January 2011
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there is always a light at the end of the tunnel (but sometimes it’s a train).
transfer deadline day
… nervous wreck. making fifteens (irish cakes) to calm my nerves.
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jared leto
in and around my mouth, please.
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we say we waste time, but that’s impossible. we waste ourselves.
“It’s like this,” he continued quietly. “I always fantasise murdering people I play with, but something usually stops me. I think it’s beauty. But whatever it is, it’s not there with you. I really want to kill you. It doesn’t seem romantic at all. It feels like the practical thing to do.”
My Name Is Connal: Don't know whether to →
ilovecannabis:
Carry on as I am, understanding that as of yet nothing interesting has happend in my lifetime, nothing difficult which I’ve had to overcome, nothing which I could write into a book and publish, nothing which I could direct a film about. People will not be posting pictures of me on their blog,…
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if death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character, would you slow down? or speed up?
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we came to fuck song stuck in my head FFFUUUUUU
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