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happy easter.

who do you think you are?

Diets are no more than training courses in how to get fat and feel like a failure.

Actual life was chaos, but there was something terribly logical in the imagination. It was the imagination that set remorse to dog the feet of sin. It was the imagination that made each crime bear its misshapen brood. In the common world of fact the wicked were not punished, nor the good rewarded. Success was given to the strong, failure thrust upon the weak. That was all.

"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield it."

30 Day Song Challenge: Day Eleven

A song from your favourite band:




Anything she releases I fall in love with, including her Christmas album which, if it was socially acceptable, I would listen to all year round. Plus I want her hair. The old red do.

30 Day Song Challenge: Day Ten

A song that makes you fall asleep

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IaWIlzoZdH0

His voice goes on forever in this song and then finishes gently just at the right time. Luffly.

heaven's on fire

remember when we used to play bang bang

its like bloody sunday means nothing now
its just a common occurrence in the modern world

you read all kinds of books and see all kinds of movies about the man who is obsessed and devoted, whose focus is a single solid beam, same as the lighthouse and that intense, too. it is heathcliff with catherine. it is a vampire with a passionate love stronger than death. we crave that kind of focus from someone else. we’d give anything to be that “loved.” but that focus is not some soul-deep pinnacle of perfect devotion - it’s only darkness and the tormented ghosts of darkness. it’s strange, isn’t it, to see a person’s gaping emotional wounds, their gnawing needs, as our romance? we long for it, i don’t know why, but when we have it, it is a knife at our throat on the banks of greenlake

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