We are not scaremongering.
This is really happening.
I shall conquer this.
I shall.
What made me behave that way?
Using words I never say
I can only think it must be love
Oh, anyway, it’s looking like a beautiful day

SO THROW THOSE CURTAINS WIDE!

ONE DAY LIKE THIS A YEAR’D SEE ME RIGHT!

I googled “transgender” just for the hell of it and the search button grew a rainbow o.o

sugared-teardrops:

carnivalforsuperheroes:

cardiologie:

I am now officially in love with google.

OH.MY.GOD.

I actually had to test this to see if it was real… AND IT IS!

Nawhhhh :’)

IN NOTHING WE TRUST.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fr2qWby4IJ8

GOOD LUCK.

I HOPE I NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN.

WHY

THE

FUCK

DID

YOU

LOOK

FOR

THAT

WHEN YOU KNEW EXACTLY WHAT THE FUCK YOU WERE GOING TO FIND YOU FUCKING STUPID SELF ABUSIVE IDIOTIC AND DESTRUCTIVE CUNT.

Mr Writer.

Why don’t you tell it like it really is?

Why don’t you tell it like it always is?

I want to be someone else or I’ll explode.

I’m just ticking off the days til I die.

WE BLEW THE DOORS, DIDN’T WE?

REMEMBER WHEN WE USED TO SHINE?

I Love The Bones Of You

And I dealt with this years ago
I took a hammer to every memento
But image on image like beads on a rosary
pulled through my head as the music takes hold
and the sickener hits; I can work till I break
but I love the bones of you
That, I will never escape

And it’s you, and it’s May
And we’re sleeping through the day
And I’m five years ago
And three thousand miles away

And I can’t move my arm
Through the fear that you will wake
And I’m five years ago
And three thousand miles away

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