sister soma

patron saint of torn paper

[call-her-soma]

i'm dying under the weight of my sins, but i ask: send more temptations, for only by overcoming them i feel alive

[call-her-soma]

thinking about richey again I found out about manics exactly 2 years ago and since then I have not lived a day in peace ^_^ also I never settle down on the first version and make another 100500 yeah

[shadowland]

The Encyclopedia of Iconic Nicky Wire Looks [1/?]

[shadowland]

Happy Birthday Richey Edwards 

[22 DEC 1967 -  ထ ]

‘His nickname was “Teddy” Edwards cause he looked like a teddy bear. He was a really cuddly little fella.’ - Nicky Wire

“I think he’s the coolest person who ever lived. Anger mixed with respect. If he turned up at my house tomorrow… the thought of writing a lyric with him again would just be the most joyous thing. People can’t understand. Sitting in a room writing lyrics together. It was an unbelievable sensation.” - Nicky Wire

“I am a melodramatic drama queen, I can’t help that. Everything I’ve ever liked in literature has been along those lines. I guess I identify with victims.” - Richey Edwards

“He reminded me of a young David Bowie: very avant-garde, and there was something quite feminine about him. He was very soft-spoken, and struck me as being vulnerable, almost birdlike. He definitely came across as someone who was living in a glass house, in some sort of fragile state. I thought he was lovely…” - Traci Lords

[unechienandalusia]

things that remind me of my favourite bands

The Cure: colourful abstract art, watching old movies, having stray cats come up to you, long car journeys, feeling alone in a crowded place, knowing names but not faces, falling for people and not telling them, messy hair, hanging out on the stairs at a party, windy days.

Joy Division: bus rides at night, carving your name into tables, sitting on curbs, making the instrument noises in a song, black jumpers, checking to see if your hair smells like cigarettes, empty glass bottles, dancing like no one’s watching, hearing cars go by at night, porch lights.

Manic Street Preachers: correcting teachers when they’re wrong, red paint on denim, bitten nails, reading obsessively, wall collages, air guitar alone in your room, getting red when angry, cutting pictures out of magazines, killing people with kindness because you know better, nosebleeds.

[unechienandalusia]

//The Holy Bible + favourite lyrics//A side//

[call-her-soma]

полюби меня, сохрани меня средь страниц: сбереги каждый лучик до боли родного света

я с тобой не сражаюсь, мой сломанный

нежный

принц

я так сильно люблю тебя

и это

моя

победа. ©весенний воин .

[call-her-soma]

[call-her-soma]

засыпаю под колыбельные Брайана Молко

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this boy is sick

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living at the midnight

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bloody jesus

[call-her-soma]

something like graffiti... don`t know 

[artpow]

[neonelven]

[call-her-soma]

also, I drew this guy yesterday (and passed my last exam, oh god) I think, over the past six months, I grew up quite well in terms of portraits .. although maybe it only seems to me

[call-her-soma]

that your pop art a buzz, makes me feel happy :^) how are you, guys, what`s up?