🥀 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔴

bri / twenty two / texas

[losthavenmine]

“But you passed the test!”

The Lost Boys (1987)

[flowury]

before i die i want to see the northern lights preferably with whoever my future person ends up being. if yr my soulmate pls start the itinerary

[trevenanl-deactivated20200913]

SICK of thinking! Won’t be doing that again

[karman4e]

[chessys]

im not trying my hardest but im very tired which i think should be taken into consideration

[catburger]

[guitar-geeks]

[pvrishq]

HALLUCINATIONS Comic Book Cover BY: Oli Searcy (aka me)

(I might sell prints of this in the future if requested.)

[iamsatanssoldier-deactivated201]

[ddoodler]

C.O.O.L.

[historicaldress]

EMERALD GREEN CUT VELVET CAPE, 1870’s - 1880’s. 

Velvet triangle having a deep floral border with cord and velvet trim having knotted fringe and quilted silk lining.

[unchildhood]

MARGARET ATWOOD x WALTON FORD

‘Let Us Now Praise Stupid Women’, Good Bones and Simple Murders (1994);

Gleipnir (2012), watercolor, gouache, ink, pencil on paper, 69" x 120" x ½".

[kllingboys]

x

[grlsnotgrey]

fuck it was my 17 year old dream for my pic with one of the boys to be posted by fan tumblrs and here i am 5 years later i love this noise

[moribundx]

Visit Original Link

I firmly believe that this is the saddest song ever written. It is not “sad” as much as it is desperate. The final chorus sums it up, and the Reznor-esque industrial noises and sounds which close the track give the listener that same sense of desperation, mixed with a healthy dose of discomfort. The two together convey a small fragment of what it is like to feel the most crushing sorrow conceivable, in a way that few other pieces of music can. Unlike most AFI songs, the lyrics may actually be the weakest element of the track. This statement, however, does not diminish how powerful the words are, nor is it meant to imply that they are weak by any standards. They just are not quite as powerful as the music.

One line, however, speaks to me in a way that the rest do not. While most of the lyrics seem to speak of a personal relationship that ended badly and left the narrator despondent, this one line speaks instead, from the point of view of an non-religious person, of the grim realization that there is nothing awaiting us beyond death. That when we breathe our final breath, we will not awaken again in the arms of our loved ones, but instead drift into a void, ever lost from consciousness. This line speaks of what it’s like to disappear.

“There are no flowers, no, not this time. There’ll be no angels gracing the lines - just these stark words I’d find.”

[sa2ha]

[nemfrog]

[sensorys]