“Shake It Out” by Florence + The Machine
And I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t.
So here’s to drinks in the dark at the end of my rope.
And I’m ready to suffer and I’m ready to hope.
It’s a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat.
‘Cause looking for heaven found a devil in me.
Looking for heaven found a devil in me.
But why the hell I’m gonna let it happen to me?
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And sometimes it happens that you are friends and then
You are not friends,
And friendship has passed.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself.
And sometimes it happens that you are loved and then
You are not loved,
And love is past.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself into the grass.
And sometimes you want to speak to her and then
You do not want to speak,
Then the opportunity has passed.
Your dreams flare up, they suddenly vanish.
And also it happens that there is nowhere to go and then
There is somewhere to go,
Then you have bypassed.
And the years flare up and are gone,
Quicker than a minute.
So you have nothing.
You wonder if these things matter and then
As soon you begin to wonder if these things matter
They cease to matter,
And caring is past.
And a fountain empties itself into the grass.
“…And as we spoke a picture myself emerged and developed, reacting to S’s hurt like a Polaroid reacting to heat, a picture of myself to hang on the wall next to the one I’d already been living with for months - the one of someone who made use of the pain of others for her own ends, who, while others suffered, starved, and were tormented, hid herself safely away and prided herself on her special perceptiveness and sensitivity to the symmetry buried below things, someone who needed little to convince herself that her self-important project was serving the greater good, but who in fact was utterly beside the point, totally irrelevant, and worse, a fraud who hid a poverty of spirit behind a mountain of words.”
this is my friend Zimin singing! dedicated for me as well *insanely touched* T_T her voice is awesome imho please play and listen it will make your day a better one
Oh my god you guys, this here is an audio post of me singing Ginny from A Very Potter Musical. I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M DOING!! I will never sound as good as Darren Criss but aaaah HERE YOU GO IT’S MY VALENTINE’S GIFT TO YOU! Whenever I sing ‘Ginny’ just replace it with your own name in your head, okay? This is dedicated to all my lovely followers, you’re the Ginny to my Harry and everything else the song says ♥
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY, I LOVE YOU ALL.
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2nd song. Inappropriate (sort of) because I mostly bumble and fluster my way through my days. I am rarely this calm except when I make A Decision.
Said Decision is to just go with the flow. I wouldn’t pretend it’s due to a newfound Zen-ish state of mind because I mostly WANT to be apathetic. As opposed to ~Zen~. Nevermind.
I want to be forgotten and I don't want to be reminded you say "please don't make this harder" no, I won't yet I wanna be beside her she wanna be admired you say "please don't make this harder" no, I won't yet“what ever happened” the strokes
THIS SONG IS GOING INTO THE SOUNDTRACK FOR MY ANGST FILLED WEEK
(Source: formerly-vanpelt, via fivefifteen)
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
I do this every morning when I take public transport to work. And make accidental eye contact with my fellow commuters ): which would actually be alright if I am not as awkward as I am.
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what I have been like the past few month. It’s a nice change, tbh.
Best book I’ve read this month! Brings you from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other dizzily. Most of the time, I teetered between “highly amused” and “dread + paranoia”. It is about a woman who has many selves.
Perhaps we all do, but some are more… conscious of the fact than others
I have no idea why I just wrote a mini book review
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