Good Lord, I have no motivation for life.”
[Otherwise hiding away in a Music Rehearsal room or the Art Studio.]
• Why, hello.
Good Lord, I have no motivation for life.”
Can everyone please reblog this in hopes of this shithead being caught. If his face goes viral there is a much better chance of him being arrested.
Because people are cruel.
Signal boost the fucking shit out of this, followers. I don’t care if you’re an RP blog or whatever, if someone sees this and has the indecency to ignore it,
WHO THE FUCK IS THIS I’LL KILL HIM MYSELF
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I wake up everyday falling in love with you all over again, and it breaks my heart every time.”
I hate feelings and I hate feeling things for you.
Ended the day of my final exam with a glass of scotch, two plates of nachos and three glasses of wine — I am so ready to go into hibernation but I just can’t bring myself to sleep. My mind almost seems to want to remain in this perpetual state of…freedom.
Tomorrow I start work again and while the idea of a long-awaited paycheck is appealing, I’m not excited at all to work until a 10.30pm close.
Stranger than Paradise - Tilda Swinton and Tim Walker for W Magazine.
My hope is all gone after doing an Art Exam under time conditions. I vastly underestimated it. Really I did,I exaggerate not. [Like 90 mins for 75 marks hahawhat? And what asshat decided to make Section C worth 25 marks]. If I can even manage to finish it, I will be the happiest person alive.
On a cheerier note: it’s my last exam and then I can officially enter a food coma. Fuck yes.
[Right after I confess everything to The Person I Unfortunately Developed Feelings For (The Poor Bastard), because I should end this year free of all High School worries]
I feel like after VCE, all year 12s should get free back massages. At least.I have never spent so much time slumped over a table studying good Lord.
"And put your fucking iPhones down for God’s fucking sake. Like, Jesus, that is causing terrible things for art because people aren’t becoming attached to experiences, they’re becoming attached to digital memories, imprinted on their phones, which is weakening the link, culturally, in your mind, to art. That’s crazy.
I was in Perth and I saw, it was amazing, as I went to start a song it was like a dance, everyone in unison, lifting up these weird digital squares and separating me from them. There’s already enough in between us, there’s a stage and a bunch of amplifications and that’s enough. That’s all I need to get my point across. Anything else is excess. You’re missing something if you’re putting in another barrier between the art and the audience. So, I just said, “put ‘em down guys, I’m right here. Let’s be. Let’s do this. Like, right now. You’re not even going to watch it anyway, you’re probably just going to show your mates and it’s going to sound shit, so… fuck, leave it.”
So much truth in this I can’t help but reblog
Just before revs my friend decided to tell me a horror story: he was like in the methods exam the examiner didn’t say to tear out the formula booklet and lots of people went up to the formula booklet and didn’t go past it and didn’t realise there were questions after it and they walked out like “only 8 questions, damn that was easy” and everyone else was like “um…you might want to sit down but…”. That is just terrifying
This school is not alone — a girl (or some girls,who knows really),from my school didn’t know that either (!) and holy shit now we might just end up having half the state with half done exams my sympathies go out to those kids its ok guys vce sucks anyway. (But methods come on by the end of the year everyone abhors the bloody subject)
World of Madrid’s - Nastplas
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Linkin Park are at the forefront of Rock Music. Their progression in style has modernized and expanded without the band ever losing their “Linkin Park Sound” and it’s quite phenomenal that they’ve managed to consistently keep that by their side throughout all these years — no matter how much their instruments change, the strength and defiance is still present in every single album.
Sometimes I want to run over to your house, confess everything and then kiss you; like actually kiss you, gently, slowly. Not to make out and blow off steam, before eventually ending up on your bed. But then I’m scared you’ll laugh and turn away, or you’ll freak out because you’ll think I’m asking for a relationship, and turn away — and I’m much too scared to lose you to shift anything in our relationship.