The tear of the mind

Create a moment in your day,
where you can sit far away,
from the concentration of people that wither your skin,
To once again regain conscience and strength from within

call it what you want

we got nothing to prove

Segregation

never underestimate me. Agreed, I make mistakes and I say the wrong things, I fumble. I trip and I fall. I know you think of nothing of me, or not in that respect anyway, I know that for sure. I am falling for you fast and I know I'm going to fall on frosty ground. The more you irritate me, the further you intrigue me. I desperately try to strangle you with the ties we have formed. You and me are a dead end. I am too naive to understand the impossibility. To stupid to take any notice clear segregation between us

THEY ARE NOT LIKE COLDPLAY

Radiohead are one of my absolute favorite bands, and have been for some time now, but I refuse any comparisons that have been made to Coldplay or Muse. Quite frankly I think they're in a league of their own. so here's to Radiohead and possibly the best music video ever. love you Thom Yorke

Danni the girl is singing songs for me

SO india ....

After countless months of procrastination ( a skill of which india is so fondly acquainted with) I have finally got round to writing my personal review on Miss India Davies. Now normally this would be the time when a teenage girl would go into a hysterical explanation on how her "bffe" was so "stunners" and  she was her "wifey for lifey" and that nothing would ever come between their "true friendship". But to be quite frank, I think that its a load of bull. Excuse my language but REALLY?? I mean honestly she may be your "BFFE" but lets be truthful, it doesn't stop you from slagging her off the second her backs turned. 
So no, this post will not be about my undoubtedly perfect friendship with India Davies or how she "rocks my world". I wont waste you time, I will be genuine and honest, as at the end of the day, thats what our friendship banks on. 


India is very much like a species of indigenous poisinous frog, blaring warning signals and scare off any blundering predators and feeding off stupid naive flies. Yet for those brave, intrigued and slightly delirious adventurers, they find the sublime brilliance in this rare and treasurable species. They risk countless venomous attacks and low blows but seem to have the idiocy to continue to admire and exhaustingly attempt to understand this guarded creature. 


Some, well most, reject the strenuous and sometimes truly testing task in getting to know Miss Davies, as they get shooed away, screaming in their tracks from her blunt honesty, sharp tongue and misunderstood nature, without really delving further. Those who overlook her true originality and ingenuity are utterly inept and in all honesty wouldn't cutt the grain for India's standards anyway. I am so honored to be associated with India, as in truth, she is the most genuinely inspiring person I know 


P.S don't hug her 

Did you ever really stare at me

I ate flowers in the back yard whilst eating neutered fruit

Anthems

Well as you all know , and have most probably figured out by now, it's christmas soon (que woops and cheers) and the one thing I HAVE to have for every christmas is a playlist. During autumn I have a worked through numerous Fleet Foxes songs. The folk sounding guitar and warm lyrics really bring autumn justice, through a spectrum of cozy oranges and vibrant reds. I thought, while I have a moment, I would give you a quick sneak peak to my CHRISTMAS PLAYLIST. yeah, I said it CHRISTMAS PLAYLIST!!! WOOHHHH. this track is just utterly amazing and I have had it on loop for a number of weeks now. St Vincent never seems to disappoint. I was planning on seeing her in Queen Elizabeth Hall, but never got round to it. Plus I'm skint. But if YOU, a respectful human being who is cool enough to read this amazing blog, have any taste in music, or money for that matter, GO AND SEE ST VINCENT!!! 

How could I dream of such a selfless and true love

Montezuma 

Seany bum

Well, as you may know,or may not know, I have some pretty amazing friends. Not just amazing, fucking incredible really. One of these awesomely cool trendy friends is Sean :) Sean is not just an average bloke. He is more than that. He is such an outstanding friend who you can trust inapplicably. Although he thinks I'm a dipshit and that I cannot spell to save the galaxy, I do not think I have made a spelling error so far, I love him dearly. Sean makes everything ok, and make everything seem in perspective, sane, for short sectors in my life. He may probably kill me now for not hyphenating the "a" in his name, but I don't know how to Sean. Bottom line is, Sean is amazing and if you are ever in need of a strong, burly Irishman, don't hesitate to call 

Well i haven't done this in a while

When you find a song you adore

This song is honestly so amazing. India and I have been listening to it non stop. What can I say, I love The Cure

That of love

When did I ever stop to look,
To find you ahead all this time,
To drift straight past the dangling hook,
To never know your feelings; the same as mine,

So long where the days we spent apart,
Though I darent tell you I needed you most,
So there I lay cradling my weeping heart,
Begging you to return, to hold you close,

When the bless'd day did come,
That you called me home with sweet refrain,
A new rhythm my heart did strum,
it beat with joy, through the sea of pain,

Now with all those lifeless words, that mean to me, nothing new
My honest ears only plead to hear those three words,
I
Love
You


A piece by Jasmine Lewis-Humphrey 

A conversation with India

Me:

she looks like cheryl cole

India:

really?

maybe thats why he went out with her then..

Me:

freeaakyy shiitt

India:

not really, basic teenage boy psychology

Me: 

fair

India:

girl looks like cheryl cole = boy wants to fuck her

Me:

thats fucked up and stupid

India:

so are teenage boys

Me:

so so true 

Hot summers night

I like you more than I let on,
I can't help the way I do,
I want to be with you in this hot summers night anon,
If I lie here now, will you love me too?

What do I say to call you home,
Cling to me like this humidity,
Your hot breath, I need alone,
But I know you cannot, Yet I still love thee,

The moon sends me hope, your telegraphs more,
I want to cup your cheek, in this night, today,
You leave me strangled, dangled, more than sore,
please come home safe, sane, I pray,

In this hot summers night, I miss you my Love,
Fly back to me darling, Send me a dove


A piece by Jasmine Lewis-Humphrey

I love you everyday

Possibly the sweetest love song I have heard

ON and on

My friend Chris has been dying for me to listen to laura marling for aaaggeeesss now. It was getting rather tedious and I kept on putting it of, then under my own accord I had a listen to her album "I speak because I can" and fell in love. What a beautiful voice, truly stunning and the lyrics are so inspiring. Going to see her in november and I cannot wait. Thankyou Chris and here are the lyrics from one of my favorite tracks; Blackberry Stone 




Well I, own this field
And I wrote this sky
And I have no reason, to reason with you

I'd be sad that I never held your hand as you were lowered, but I'd understand that I'd never let it go
I'd be sad that I never held your hand as you were lowered, but I'd understand that the world does what it does

And you never did learn to let the little things go
And you never did learn to let me be
And you never did learn to let little people grow
And you never did learn how to see

But I whisper that I love this man, now and for forever to your soul as it floats out off the window
To the world that you turned your back on,
To the world that never really let you be,

And I am Laura now, and Laura still,
And you did always say that one day I would suffer.
You did always say that people get their pay.
You did always say that I was going places,
And that you wouldn't have it any other way.

But I couldn't turn my back on a world, for what I like wouldn't let me
But I couldn't turn my back on a world for And I couldn't turn my back on sweet smelling Blackberry stone         

sorry for the delay

terribly sorry, I have been so busy getting back to school. things have been mad and time has flown 

truth

I don't know what to do. My mind changes like the seasons, I don't know where the leaves lie, where the sun sets , where the snow falls or how the flowers bloom. Bare with me 

Great days

I like women

One hell of song

The one who waits for something good, does not wait in vain 

I AM HOME

wooohhh! Home sweet home, ladies and gents!!!!!! I am so happy to be back in my own house, in my own bed! Even though I had an AMAZING caravaning adventure (I am not a pikey) in Cornwall, I am now starting to fully appreciate the joys of personal space. I have had such a fantastic time in Cornwall, whether it be riding waves, climbing down giant holes, clicking a slate slab with my foot or swimming, there never seized to be a dull moment. I'm thinking on maybe spending a summer out there for my gap year. Honestly Cornwall is where it's at 

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