an optimistic cynic

“There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.”

Back to Solitude

“…and then their eyes met for the very last time. They would not see each other ever again. But still - at that very moment, she smiled.”

Instead of singing in the shower, I would write out the lyrics of my favourite songs, the ink would turn the water blue or red or green, and the music would run down my legs.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer

ade19801:

“When I was a lad, we had these things called MANNERS” mumbled the old bastard on the seat in front of me to his daughter standing by the staircase. “We respected our elders” continued the wrinkly old f*cker. A lesser man would’ve pointed out that this was no longer his day and he wasn’t a lad…

The swelling wave of ever-encroaching dread

Lately you’ve developed a nasty habit of waking up 10 - 20 minutes before your alarm rings, and unfortunately today is no exception. You lay in bed, each minute ticking closer and closer to “wake up time” and passing on a swelling wave of ever-encroaching dread.

How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life. Told to others, but - mainly - to ourselves.
The Sense of an Ending - Julian Barnes
Get ready moon ravers, our neon paint just arrived! @rotaractMhead @robog @bexalin86 @ScondsC #moonraker

Get ready moon ravers, our neon paint just arrived! @rotaractMhead @robog @bexalin86 @ScondsC #moonraker

deep-sea-mermaid:

oncemoreforluck:

getsomeice:

to all you 14 year old american girls who say ‘if i had a british accent i would never stop talking’ i hope you wake up with a very strong yorkshire accent and see how you like that

fuck you my yorkshire accent shines like the light of a thousand suns i hope you get sat on by a cow

Shine bright like a Yorkshire accent.

Alastooooor! (at South Bank)

Alastooooor! (at South Bank)