September 2, 2014


September 1, 2014


Uncage me. Hidden underneath my flesh are dreams disguised as bones.

Navin E. (via wordswritteninsilence)

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I would not ever,
even in the wildness of revenge,
give poison to my enemy,
nor strike a dagger in his heart
to kill.

But I would plant love,
burning, hopeless, unquenchable love,
love in the center of his heart
and bid him lie in the dark
alone.

Paraphrasing Eliza Acton (1799 - 1859) “Revenge” (via youreyesblazeout)

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visionaria:

It’s that kind of day. 
-Visionaria

visionaria:

It’s that kind of day.
-Visionaria

(Source: silent-musings)

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the-redheaded-harlot:

tyleroakley:

witchhctiw:

the-solitary-witch:

warriorsatthedisco:

Its called the Death Waltz, and was written as a joke but people have attempted it on piano.

Saxes move downstage.

I’ll just leave this here.

SWEET JESUS CLICK THAT


Dear gods … Any other musicians in the house? Go ahead, click the link …


That’s some interesting music at the link… never heard anything quite like it.

the-redheaded-harlot:

tyleroakley:

witchhctiw:

the-solitary-witch:

warriorsatthedisco:

Its called the Death Waltz, and was written as a joke but people have attempted it on piano.

Saxes move downstage.

I’ll just leave this here.

SWEET JESUS CLICK THAT

Dear gods … Any other musicians in the house? Go ahead, click the link …


That’s some interesting music at the link… never heard anything quite like it.

(Source: someone-inconspicuous)

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