mydogsnokes:

i miss when i was like 12 and it would be the night before a big field trip or something and i couldnt go to sleep because i was so excited. i miss being so into a book that i would stay up past my bed time reading it. everything seems so bland or something idk. i’m only 19 and everything is so tiring. i miss wanting to be awake

16 Jul 14 @ 11:14 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#yooo  #me  

i can’t do this any more
i just can’t stand being here

15 Jul 14 @ 2:49 am  —  reblog
#personal  
"I can’t put a bullet through my mock exams, unfortunately."
14 Jul 14 @ 10:43 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

willsmithorwontsmith:

*strums guitar* i feel excluded from everything but it’s mostly my fault because i distance myself because i think i’m annoying *strums guitar*

14 Jul 14 @ 10:42 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#me  

aerostarmonk:

The man entered his home and was absolutely delighted when he discovered someone had stolen every lamp in the house.

12 Jul 14 @ 9:16 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

ircnpatriot:

as the next season of doctor who approaches its time for me to wrestle with the question

does my faith in peter capaldi outweigh my distrust of steven moffat

12 Jul 14 @ 3:34 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

thismust:

This is England, a film by Shane Meadows

skinhead, racism, violence, England

11 Jul 14 @ 9:51 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

writing just doesn’t come easily to me any more and that actually really frightens me

i want to do what i love for a living and that used to mean pursuing writing, but i just don’t know if i’m capable of doing anything any more

11 Jul 14 @ 12:08 am  —  reblog
khorazir:

12




Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horsehoofs ringing clear;   Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,The highwayman came riding—         Riding—riding—The red coats looked to their priming! He stood up, straight and still.
Based on The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes. This is the Sherlock version. There’s going to be one illustration for each stanza which you can find at my #highwayman tag, and later collected in a fanbook.
From stanza eight onwards there will be depictions of violence and character death(s) as described in the poem. I’ll tag accordingly, but if these things trigger you, you may want to blacklist #highwayman.

khorazir:

12

Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horsehoofs ringing clear;  
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding—
         Riding—riding—
The red coats looked to their priming! He stood up, straight and still.

Based on The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes. This is the Sherlock version. There’s going to be one illustration for each stanza which you can find at my #highwayman tag, and later collected in a fanbook.

From stanza eight onwards there will be depictions of violence and character death(s) as described in the poem. I’ll tag accordingly, but if these things trigger you, you may want to blacklist #highwayman.

10 Jul 14 @ 11:34 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
10 Jul 14 @ 12:03 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#adam ant  #truth  
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