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I used to have a really witty and ironic bio for my blog, then I realised that my boss could find this and not find it so funny.

Now, Voyager - The Long Lane 

For fans of; Heights, Heart In Hand, Aurora 

Catch them: On their UK Tour with Aurora 

28th May Black Dog, Crawley

29th May Met, Peterborough

30th May Underground, Stoke

31th May Crown, Middlesborough 

1st June Edge Of The Wedge, Portsmouth

Now, Voyager - The Long Lane

For fans of; Heights, Heart In Hand, Aurora

Catch them: On their UK Tour with Aurora

28th May Black Dog, Crawley
29th May Met, Peterborough
30th May Underground, Stoke
31th May Crown, Middlesborough

1st June Edge Of The Wedge, Portsmouth

Great night with the goons

daa-ze:

skr0ala:

dominicsellie:

crrocs:

people who complain about “getting too many asks”

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people who get straight A’s and every test they say “im so gonna fail”image

People who say their art sucks when its clearly amazing

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Having a student who just can’t pass his fucking driver’s test

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divasdishblog:

"People are perfectly happy to see women as sex objects, but the actual biologic of our bodies is apparently gross and unmentionable."
- Our Bodies, Ourselves.

divasdishblog:

"People are perfectly happy to see women as sex objects, but the actual biologic of our bodies is apparently gross and unmentionable."

Our Bodies, Ourselves.

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I went out on Tuesday night, and this funny story happened. I felt I needed to write myself a note to remind me of what happened, incase I forgot.

Apparently I needed to include that I didn’t, in fact, get stabbed.

Such a wasted day

—My father who is referring to not going to the job he hates, cleaning the house he has spent his whole life trying to pay for, or phoning up to book a dentist appointment.

I just hate being told what to do. From tidying my bedroom to the expectation of paying taxes on things I don’t want my money being spent on. REALLY.

I saw this image the other day, and very rarely do caption posts on Facebook gather my attention, let alone enough to make me write a whole blog post on it. Without trying to sound like an utter, pompous goon but this one really grabbed me, just because I could just relate to it so much.
The realization that in June I have to start real life. I get out of education, and have to find a real job, and pay real bills, and start having real problems. And to be frank, it really fucking scares me.
Recently I feel like I’ve been trying to convince myself I’m happy. And don’t’ get me wrong, I’m not unhappy, or sad, upset, miserable, whatever. I’m just horrifically content.  I know there are people out there with real problems and here I am sitting complaining that I have nothing wrong, 
I feel like the past four years I have been in a routine of convincing myself this is what I want. Go to college. Learn. Go to work. Earn. Go to a gig. Spend £30. And I’m starting to think there’s more to life than selling my time and energy to pay to see a few bands a few times a year.
At the moment I’m studying a course in Music Business as I’ve been taking a music career seriously for the past 18 months. But the more I think about the more I question if that’s what I really want. Do I want to have a job with deadlines? Do I want to have targets? Do I want to spend 40 hours week sending emails? Will all of this be worth the wait just for a badass Christmas party? Do I just want the bragging rights of success more than I want the success?
I don’t know what I want from life, but what I do know is that I want to travel the world. I want to try new things and have new experiences. I want to have crazy stories that I can look back on in 60 years time and think holy shit, that was so badass. Nobody remembers the days you sat on the computer for 12 hours straight. and the nights you had plenty of sleep.

I saw this image the other day, and very rarely do caption posts on Facebook gather my attention, let alone enough to make me write a whole blog post on it. Without trying to sound like an utter, pompous goon but this one really grabbed me, just because I could just relate to it so much.

The realization that in June I have to start real life. I get out of education, and have to find a real job, and pay real bills, and start having real problems. And to be frank, it really fucking scares me.

Recently I feel like I’ve been trying to convince myself I’m happy. And don’t’ get me wrong, I’m not unhappy, or sad, upset, miserable, whatever. I’m just horrifically content. I know there are people out there with real problems and here I am sitting complaining that I have nothing wrong,

I feel like the past four years I have been in a routine of convincing myself this is what I want. Go to college. Learn. Go to work. Earn. Go to a gig. Spend £30. And I’m starting to think there’s more to life than selling my time and energy to pay to see a few bands a few times a year.

At the moment I’m studying a course in Music Business as I’ve been taking a music career seriously for the past 18 months. But the more I think about the more I question if that’s what I really want. Do I want to have a job with deadlines? Do I want to have targets? Do I want to spend 40 hours week sending emails? Will all of this be worth the wait just for a badass Christmas party? Do I just want the bragging rights of success more than I want the success?

I don’t know what I want from life, but what I do know is that I want to travel the world. I want to try new things and have new experiences. I want to have crazy stories that I can look back on in 60 years time and think holy shit, that was so badass. Nobody remembers the days you sat on the computer for 12 hours straight. and the nights you had plenty of sleep.

smoochums:

women grow hair on their boobs and their butts and their legs and their arms and their stomachs and their face and really anywhere their genetics decides to have hair and it is perfectly normal what isnt normal is men who have never touched a razor trying to shame women for not looking like a hairless baby

(via porcelainwitch)

Paris, France

March 2014

Paris, France

March 2014

Paris with my girl Shannon yesterday