January 2011
When girls wear heels to a concert.
particularly ones that take place in a large field..
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i really ought to go to sleep but i feel like sleep’s just a waste of my life. i hate having to surrender the day, give it up and accept that it’s now over and will never be again. i hate that things always end, no matter how good they were. that in itself is utterly depressing..
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“I never…” she drew a blank. She hadn’t done a lot of things, too many to count actually. I’ve never had sex. I’ve never really been in love, until maybe now, and that’s already a disaster. I’ve never been happy with myself. Her list went on, and on, and on, and it depressed her.
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Don't you think scone should be said s-cone...
yes, i definitely do. i’ve always said s-cone but then i also don’t really understand the whole b-ath/b-arth thing. dialect is a funny thing xx
curiosity becomes a heavy load, too heavy to hold - will force you to be cold.
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Hello Jessica, how is university? Have a lovely...
hello hannah, university is wonderful thank you. thankfully, first year seems to be sort of a ‘practice year’, so the work load’s not too heavy as of yet :) and despite the fact that one might think lancaster has a shite nightlife there really is nothing that enough bacardi can’t fix. thank you, i hope you’ve had a good one too xxxxxxx
curiosity becomes a heavy...
“And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.”
– -J.K. Rowling
i love her so much.
(via iamaliveandlovely)
p0ppycockroach:
“My mouth hasn’t shut up about you since you kissed it. The idea that you may kiss it again stuck in my brain, which hasn’t stopped thinking about you since well before any kiss. And now the prospect of those kisses seems to wind me like when you slip on the stairs and one of the steps hits you in the middle of the back. The notion of them continuing for what is traditionally...
raised on a feeling our lives would have meaning,...
when we were on the train to edinburgh my friend suddenly was all like “ohhh, edie (a girl we went to school with) has had a baby with pete doherty!” this all seemed rather unlikely really so, i took it with a pinch of salt and continued with my life. then, when we were too tired/hungover to do anything other than facebook stalk on new years day she showed me this girl’s facebook...
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