Bored. Sick. Music. That is all you need to know.

If you know any more you get the hook ;D

sanamivera:

heartlesshippie:

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bubbleant:

whenskiesaregrey:

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dubliner:

hellovagina:

Jesus, this is how much she doesn’t want to live with me.
(via carvedbyglaciers, yourlungs, atoms, yoursummerheart)

“All firing had ceased. Throngs of Chinese ran along the Bund between the stationary trams and parked cars, old amahs hobbling in black trousers, coolies pulling empty rickshaws, beggars and sampan boys, uniformed waiters from the hotels.”

- Empire of the Sun, JG Ballard

“In a cab heading toward my apartment, late, almost five, and I can’t even remember what we did tonight.” - Bret Easton Ellis, The Rules of Attraction.

I watched my best friend tear away from me, his hands over his ears. - Malorie Blackman, Noughts and Crosses.

Then, in a gesture that would have done both Thoreau and Tolstoy proud, he arranged all his paper currency in a pile on the sand — a pathetic little stack of ones and fives and twenties — and put a match to it. Into the Wild.

Somewhere behind his eyes a window of black glass sprang into existence.

-Margaret Mahy The Magician of Hoad

Dedan’s Sons were the Asshurim, Letushim, and Leummim. Genesis 25:3

Minnie MacAdorey says, God help these poor wee boys. ~Frank McCourt, Angela’s Ashes.

 Miss Caroline, the sixth grade cannot concentrate on the pyramids for all this racket!”  

-To Kill a Mockingbird

Blogs….Blogs….Things in Blogs…..

Damn, I wish this were a blogoshpere

this’d be so much easier on twitter

HOORAY, I SUCK AT BLOGGING

this is supposed to be a blog, right?

I think I broke Tumblr with that last post…

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