a lost cause

Sideblog to viciouscanicula.

[fuckyeahabigailhalliday]

[fuckyeahjoannemckay]

[elizadusku-archive]

i. the darkness is a ringing in my ears, and an echo in my bones, and a hole in my stomach, that i don’t want to fill , and maybe one day i’ll want it gone, but for now it feels like home ii. my soul’s an eclipse and i’m making everyone blind iii. i’m a bomb, if you touch me i’ll explode, but if i blow up i’m taking everyone with me iv. there’s no way i’m going gracefully, but i don’t care because i’m chock-full of catastrophe, and it’s begging to get free

i wait for the wolves every night, because i can’t see with the lights on (via elenasbeloved)

[w0uldyoubemine]

I am an incurable romantic. I believe in hope, dreams and decency, love tenderness and kindness. I believe in mankind.

Leonard Nimoy (via thorodinsoh)

[elizadusku-archive]

i’m going to war, i’ve got blood on my face and dirt in my heart, but i’m still fighting i never sleep, i wake up with gunpowder and terror and your name on my tongue, but i’m still fighting when i close my eyes i see death and when it’s quiet i hear screams, i thought we were in this together, but i’m still fighting i don’t think i knew what you were worth until you spilt it all over the battlefield now there’s nothing left in you but i’m still fighting there’s not a whole lot of me that’s still here, my veins are nearly empty, and my heart barely beats i miss you please come home

i don’t want to fight anymore (but i’m still fighting)

[iona-gui]

Why be a KING when you can be a GOD?

Eminem  (via rxgeant)

[cancerxsms]

[cancerxsms]

[solixagant-blog]

Velleitie

[cancerxsms]

Every artist from all around the States came together for one night and perform for a secluded group of fans. However, even though she hadn’t any performances planned that night and only stepped by as moral support for the artists, she was often asked to do a duet, yet she declined for she wore slippers under a classy dress. She nipped through her straw from her ice tea and watched Evan walk onto the stage, his eyes so dark as though possessed, just like she’d first seen him in his touring bus.

[solixagant-blog]

“Who thinks I need to do a duet with the lovely Indiana?” Evan pointed at the girl with a smirk. “Oh come on.” Once he watched her pointing at her slippers, he laughed. “Nobody cares you’re on your slippers babe.” The whole crowd cheered. “Lets go.” But she walked away, for a moment he frowned, but smiled brightly as she walked barefooted on stage. “As well a possibility.” He joked, shaking his head.

[cancerxsms]

She tossed her slippers in her manager's hands before joining him on the stage, waving her hand at the public with a polite smile, even though there were various of feelings boiling inside her. Knowing that this would end up badly somehow. "Fine Evan, what song would you want to sing? I heard 24 Floors are big in the charts right now, heh?" She urged the crowd in cheering with her typical accent, laughing as the people went crazy.

[solixagant-blog]

Velleitie

[solixagant-blog]

His eyes wandered towards his band mates. Rolling his eyes. “Sorry ‘bout that.” Evan followed her out and yet knew, he was nothing, really nothing better than those guys. “I see you later I suppose?” A smirk curled up his lips before he waved her goodbye, sipping from his beer, just to grab another one and some more pills.

[cancerxsms]

Every artist from all around the States came together for one night and perform for a secluded group of fans. However, even though she hadn't any performances planned that night and only stepped by as moral support for the artists, she was often asked to do a duet, yet she declined for she wore slippers under a classy dress. She nipped through her straw from her ice tea and watched Evan walk onto the stage, his eyes so dark as though possessed, just like she'd first seen him in his touring bus.

[wnq-writers]

What happens to all of those thoughts we never say out loud? Where do they go?

dominicmatthewjackson (via wnq-writers)

[solixagant-blog]

Velleitie

[solixagant-blog]

He smiled lightly, running his fingers through his hair. “I exactly know how you feel.” Evan inhaled from his cigarette before he pressed it out and took a sip from his beer, well he more poured it down his throat. “Its like. For a moment you just don’t have to worry and get lost in your own thoughts.”

[cancerxsms]

"You feel like for once, the people seem to understand you, but they simply don't listen to the lyrics and focus too obsessively on the artist." She shrugged her shoulders indifferently, some people just would never understand where many artists were coming from and why they'd written their music the way they did. "I really have to get going though, your friends seemed to have passed out on the lawn."

[wnq-writers]

If summer is when we live and fall is when grow, then winter must be when we die and spring must be when we’re reborn.

jjarnagin (via wnq-writers)

[wordsnquotes]

It’s just a crazy damned life, that’s all …

Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants (via wordsnquotes)

[solixagant-blog]

Velleitie

[solixagant-blog]

He smiled towards you. “Thank you very much.” He spoke before a deep sigh left his lips. Well he loved to sing, to do whatever he wanted because he had the money. But the loneliness, the cold that came along once the lights went off and no one cared as long as you keep moving. “I saw you perform as well. Its amazing. You really enjoy it hm?”

[cancerxsms]

"Music is my life, I wouldn't know where I'd be without it." She admitted, as she clenched her hands around the glass and brought the rim up to her lips, nipping from the refreshing water. "You seem so caught up in your voice, in the moment when you sing. It's intriguing to see someone so dedicated to his passion."

[solixagant-blog]

Velleitie

[solixagant-blog]

He peeked towards her. “No I’m sorry. I am just not exactly handy with tongue breakers.” He murmured. “Want something to drink? Coke, some juice?” He asked her with a small smile. Before he got up and got her something to drink.

[cancerxsms]

"Water will do, thank you." She interlocked her fingers together and cracked them one for one, her big doe eyes looking at the records and labels hung up on the walls. She took the glass from him with a small appreciate smile, sinking back down on the couch. "Your music is really good, I've seen you performing on stage once or twice before."

[solixagant-blog]

Velleitie

[cancerxsms]

“Hi yourself.” The petite blonde answered with her angelic western accent, holding her banjo close to her chest as she played along to the rhythm of the guitars of the guys who she sat in a circle with. They’d all agreed on having a break, leaving her with the lead singer in the living room. She stood up in a sultry summer dress, as she politely held her hand out to him. “You must be Evan, I’m..” And there one of his guitarists interfered her introduction from the doorway behind her, holding a beer in one hand and a blunt in the other. “That’s Indiana O'Hoy man, you know, the singer?”

[solixagant-blog]

He rolled his eyes, lighting up a cigarette whilst studying the petite blonde. “I’d be a fool if not.” Evan smiled his half smile as he inhaled from his cigarette. “But yes, I’m Evan, pleasure Indiana.” Slowly he sat down next to her, smiling softly as he rubbed his bare chest. “Are these bubbly band of bumbling baboons bothering you all day already?” Evan asked, nearly slipping over his words.

[cancerxsms]

"They made me an offer I couldn't refuse." Surely, she'd felt uncomfortable around nicotine, booze and drugs, but that was what the showbusiness was all about these days, and she'd have to cope with it if she wanted to stay a part of this world. She narrowed her eyes at him when he practically slurred his sentences, yet she didn't bother to say anything about it, it wasn't her affair to get involved with anyway. "I came here to rehearse for the tour, but I think it might be time to get going."