(Source: veshchitsa)
I like nice words, cynicism, records and The Arsenal. I despise the Tory party. (18 year old student, male, vegetarian, gooner)
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“And then I thought, ‘That’s a bit weird, isn’t it, ’cause I’ve just equated having a religious belief with being mentally handicapped.’ Which obviously isn’t appropriate. Even though it is correct.”
— Stewart Lee
How I Escaped My Certain Fate
(via )
(Source: kindlequotes)
“Come on mate, I don’t want to have sex with your wife. Even though from the promotional video I can see I would have a ruddy good time.”
— Alan Partridge (via captainsharkattack)
He turned into superman with those flying skills
WHAT THE FUCK THAT SAYS LETCHWORTH AT THE TOP
THAT’S A TOWN NEXT TO MINE
WOT
GOOD SPOT DOM
Can’t work out where it is. Wilbury shops?
(Source: negrosandunga)
“But don’t forget who you really are. And I’m not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else, even the one your parents gave you. You know who you really are. When you’re alone at night, looking up at the stars, or maybe lying in your bed in total darkness, you know that nameless person inside you.”
— Louis Sachar (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
(via le-sex)
submarine dreams: roadkill
I saw a truck hit a lump
of flesh and fur and bone
crumpled between the
lanes on the evening
freeway. The tires spat
ribbons of red-brown
flesh into the air, and
they spun and smeared
across golden pavement.
I saw it painted on my
periphery and I wanted
to unsee.
I saw a truck hit a tangle
of…
assymetries: want
I wanted to write you a poem.
I wanted to sketch out your smile in the darkness, your eyes in the twilight.
I wanted to create a world where your fingers interlace with mine.
I wanted to imagine your moan echo along the moonshine.
I wanted to fictionalise the possibility of passionate love making…
