December 2011
156 posts
4 tags
Listenaskprincepervy: thatmarchfirst: ...
Dec 31st
31,029 notes
3 tags
Dec 31st
13 notes
2 tags
Dec 31st
11,310 notes
5 tags
Les Mis obsession restored.
Holy fucking shit. Cried three times. Breath taken away twice. In-fucking-credible. To be honest, this production was better than the one I saw in London. Like damn. I know what I’m listening to in the car for the next month :3
Dec 31st
3 tags
Dec 31st
13,608 notes
5 tags
me: *walks in a starbucks*
clerk: hello how can i hlep u
me: i want a starbucks
clerk: ok sure these are the different kinds of coff-
me: NO
me: I
me: WANT
me: A
me: STARBUCKS
me: THE
me: WHOLE
me: BUILDING
Dec 30th
2,762 notes
3 tags
Dec 30th
12 notes
2 tags
Dec 30th
110 notes
3 tags
Dec 30th
5 notes
2 tags
Dec 30th
3 notes
3 tags
Dec 30th
2 notes
8 tags
Dec 30th
5 notes
7 tags
To Pens
Your movements are swift You imprint the paper How does it feel? To be pressed against the desk? Does it hurt? But when your ink runs out, What’s next? Is that your death? Does it hurt to be used? To be dropped on the floor To be bitten on by people To run out of ink Is it like bleeding to death? But when your time has come, To be thrown in the trash What’s next?
Dec 30th
12 notes
5 tags
Dec 30th
5 tags
Untitled 2
Through the glass, I see you there. I’m in here, Just staring out. I see children playing. Laughter, joy, and innocence flourishes. Though I’m frozen here, I secretly wish and hope for freedom. Trapped. Constricted. Permanentely here. Only now to observe. Isolation. Never to communicate, ever. Eternal silence. Not even the softest whisper can escape. There are many others where I am....
Dec 30th
4 tags
Dec 30th
13 notes
4 tags
Heartstrings
A soft, sweet tune is heard. The bow glides oh-so-gently over the strings. Lovely and quiet melodies calmly float along. A harsh, jarring wrong note sounds. The bow suddenly stops, music ceases. Tranquil harmonies begin once again. Though the music possesses a bitter undertone. Unnoticed by some, obvious to others. A string softly cries to itself as the bow slides past it. The peaceful song has...
Dec 30th
1 note
2 tags
Dec 30th
6 tags
Untitled 3
Its razor smile greets you like an old friend The one who slashed you to pieces The one who cut your feelings up Scars remind us, we never forget We meet once again, but it’s only agony A sharp and jagged pain The attempt stings and screams Nothing but the usual scar No release or escape Just the bloody pain and scars No longer an old friend, but merely misery and its facade.
Dec 30th
4 tags
I'm gonna put some of my poems, photographs, and a...
I hope you all like them! They won’t be up until later today. Just a few poems I’ve written, pictures I’ve taken, and poster art I’ve drawn. If you all have any questions about anything that will be posted, please feel free to inbox me :)
Dec 30th
1 tag
Dec 30th
804 notes
3 tags
Dec 30th
3,250 notes
4 tags
Dec 30th
14,031 notes
6 tags
Dec 30th
898 notes
2 tags
Dec 30th
79,920 notes
3 tags
Dec 30th
16 notes
2 tags
Dec 29th
4,279 notes
3 tags
Dec 29th
401 notes
4 tags
Dec 29th
58 notes
5 tags
thetruthbehind: You know what is really funny… as soon as you stop wanting someone, then they finally start to want you back. They had so many chances and now that its all blown up in our faces, now they decide to care and want it all back. After everything now they act all caring & flirty… Sorry to creep. But this is my life right now. And I hate it.
Dec 28th
2 notes
4 tags
Dec 28th
178 notes
2 tags
Thought 3
There’s nothing that makes my heart ache more than imaging a life without those closest to me. Change and death, I know I’ll meet you both many times in my life but I swear to god, if either of you take away someone from me that means the world to me, I don’t know how I’ll go on. This is the wrong time to mess with my heart, so back the fuck off, change and death.
Dec 28th
2 notes
1 tag
Bold what applies. →
I’m a Girl / Boy. I am a morning person. I am a perfectionist.  I am an only child. I am Catholic. I am currently in my PJs. I am currently pregnant. I am currently suffering from a broken heart. I am left handed. I am married. I am addicted to MySpace. Twitter. Tumblr. Facebook. I’m shy around the opposite sex. I bite my nails. I currently regret something I have done. I curse. I...
Dec 28th
19,655 notes
2 tags
Thought 2
Something that has drained my own heart and emotions down should be so easy to set free. Yet, it’s still so heart-achingly difficult to stay away.
Dec 27th
2 notes
3 tags
Dec 27th
39,004 notes
4 tags
Dec 27th
10 notes
5 tags
Dec 27th
5 tags
Dec 26th
2 tags
Dec 26th
2,143 notes
Dec 25th
400 notes
4 tags
Dec 25th
8 notes
2 tags
Listenstripedsweater:
Dec 25th
243 notes
4 tags
Dec 24th
56,437 notes
2 tags
Thought 1.
Your dear heart and loving attitudes that were once much welcomed are becoming tiresome. As much it pains me to say, I can’t love thee anymore. The feeling is there, but it shan’t be acted upon. It’s a struggle. It must become obselete. My troubled and fragmented heart now wanders about.
Dec 24th
1 note
4 tags
Measuring a summer’s day, I only finds it slips away to grey, The hours, they bring me pain.
Dec 24th
2 tags
Dec 24th
81,470 notes
2 tags
Dec 24th
98,333 notes
4 tags
Dec 24th
38,717 notes
3 tags
Dec 24th
33,139 notes
7 tags
Silence! Allegro! Allllegro!! Da da da da daaa...
SANDER COHEN.
Dec 23rd
2 notes