Reasons Not To Be An Idiot

Muddling my way through an Oxford History and Politics degree... expect song lyrics, complaining about my work, and chat about my largely mundane, sometimes ridiculous, life. Heaven take thy soul, and England keep my bones

[theukbasedreview]

I’m trying to get better because I haven’t been my best. - Frank Turner ‘Get Better’

[noone-sfamous]

Not been on here for ages, breaking the silence to say:

The new Frank Turner song Get Better is on point. 

[noone-sfamous]

'I would sleep better on your floor than I would ever in my bed, and if your carpet makes my face itch, it would still be heaven in my head, I would play more than just four chords if it's a song that you might like, But I'm not very good, so I would practice every night...'

[noone-sfamous]

2014 has been an incredible year. I've graduated from Oxford; got a job I enjoy; watched Arsenal win the FA Cup; captained Oxford Women's Football in the Varsity match against Cambridge; saw some awesome bands; made new friends. This year has been kind, and I can't wait for the next one.

[leavemealonewithmyvoices]

[bobabear5000]

[noone-sfamous]

It takes a fucked up head to think about dying alone when you're in your twenties, so I'm glad it's not just me. It takes a fucked up head to think about dying alone already.

The Wonder Years- My Life as Rob Gordon

[noone-sfamous]

"Only I could find a way to make a year I hated seem nostalgic, I can't say goodbye. And I keep having car crash dreams, not sure if they mean anything, but it keeps me out of the driver's seat".

[noone-sfamous]

Xmas jumper Friday! #christmas #jumper #friday #christmasjumperday #selfie #festive #beanie #lights

[disbelief]

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Hits & Mrs - Frank Turner

[noone-sfamous]

Hungover hugs and comedown kisses

[officialflowerboy-deactivated20]

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I spent the winter writing songs about getting better And if I’m being honest, I’m getting there

[spiderbears]

likes: dogs and punk songs dislikes: injustice racism and a lack of dogs

[mumble-pie]

Me and my friend Dan are going to get some beers and then we’re going to go down to the park and drink them there. We’ll bask out in the sun, bring a guitar and play some songs, call up our friends and invite them out to share what might be the last weekend of the summer, because September’s getting colder as it goes. And we haven’t done enough of this simple kind of stuff this year. It’s clear we’re getting older and it shows. Work weeks make us weary now and school’s a distant memory and it’s easy to ask questions of ourselves, like: where it is we’re going now and what we have to show for all the sunny days shut up in the shells of expectations of our ultimate directions, and the stations that we should have reached by now, when we haven’t read the script and our tender wings are clipped, and we’re scared we might be letting someone down. So we listen to these heartbreak songs when nothing’s really wrong, and we smile when we’re asked and say we’re fine. But we’re drifting through our middle days, creeping into middle age, setting in our ways… But now it’s time to decide, now it’s time to draw a line in the sand and ask what’s more important than days like today? So grab some beers, call your friends and meet us here, in the summer park with me and my friend Dan.

[noone-sfamous]

I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible and, When I leave, you will finally understand, Why storms are named after people.

Caitlyn Siehl

[noone-sfamous]

Is it time for Army of Freshmen to come back yet? Serious question, this time last week I was having the greatest time.

[noone-sfamous]

Spent this morning in Parliament, no big deal. #Amygetsajob #whorundaworld

[minimalyzed]

replacing my heart with another liver so i can drink more and care less