in the bleak midwinter

so soulful

not all who wander are lost

LIFE GOALS AND STUFF

1) to own a record player

;  i've watch and read a lot about how people

say they just couldn't do anything when they put on a record,

it's like they're taken away by music and all 

they want to do is make tea and sit down on a comfortable

chair and just take it all in. it makes it all more physically

real i guess, i mean iTunes could do the same thing but somehow its different. i would like to know what it feels 

like to listen to The Beatles on vinyl.

2) to go on adventuresss !

; being somewhere far away from place you know so well is sooo exhilarating,

you wake up feeling excited to go on with your day, to go to unfamiliar places and 

to collect new experiences, but really to feel a little bit more aliveeeeeeee, to be 

able to scream at the top of my lungs and 

feel entirely oblivious and free. 

The world have so much to offer,

i wanna take it all in.

3) hobbiton

; would dieeeeee to be able to visit      Hobbiton in New Zealandd !

4) go road tripping or camping with good friends

; because friends are as good as pizza <3

5) to see Bombay Bicycle Club live 

and to meet them ! 

    

; after i've watched their live set for Glastonbury 2014, i felt 

something in the pit of my stomach and my whole life

flipped. i'm not exaggerating, they basically 

consumed my soul. they play their instruments so 

insanely well and they are sooooo good when they play live,

i love their art work for all their albums and the background visuals when they play live are amazing. i just kennot.

i can only think of these goals right now,

my goals are not really that interesting but yeaaa 

a little insight to my plans although i'm still figuring

out what or who i am or what or who i want to be.

but i think i'm going to be fine because 

my adolescence is currently writing it out.

thank you for reading :>

Finn

wth.

you look like you've been for breakfast at the heartbreak hotel

thanks for making me feel like crap everyday.

the white part of my eyeball illuminates

you slowly turn the blood capillaries

in my head into roots

pleasant thoughts of you 

fill my mind

forming little apple green skinny shoots

the near both ends of my mouth

involuntarily curves

causing minty green leaves to emerge

i think the image of your face

seems to be tattooed onto my inner eye lids

and the sunshine shines through my bedroom windows

 for the pink wild flowers to wake

and i do not mind

sylvia

“What am I hiding about “other people” to protect myself? Why am I so jealous of others. I am me, and the rain is lovely on these chimneys.”

all dark within now radiantly glows

my insecurities are creeping up at the back of my head,

telling me i'm not good enough for anyone or anything,

and these feelings are the only thing

that makes me sink 

into that pool of depression and agony. 

won't you let me go?

or is it all my fault all along?

or is it all in my head ?

i think i need to talk,

to talk to myself,

to my non-insecure and damaged self.

flaws

there's a story in which my eyes shut

i'm tired of this nowhere suburb

there's so much more to see and explore

but i'm stuck here in this crap place

i want to get the heck out of here so badly

i want to go on a road trip 

and scream at the top of my lungs

i want to go on an adventure

i want to hold a cub

i want to swim with sharks

i want to parasail above the oceans

i want to be on the glacier in Alaska 

i want to walk the streets of NYC

i want to travel through europe

i want to do so many things but 

yet i'm still stuck in this nowhere farking suburb

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thanks for reading

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their molars blinking like the lights

Heyyyy, i was listening to Lorde's white teeth teens earlier and i was analysing through the lyrics and this is what i came up with. 

   As a 16 year old who's still going through high school ehem (prison camp), i've struggle with popularity, i mean i'm pretty sure every other teen had gone through that struggle, some did something about it, some just couldn't give a fuck. i stopped caring about it at one point. 

There's this part where lorde sang 

"I'll let you in on something big
I am not a white teeth teen
I tried to join but never did
The way they are, the way they seem is something else, it's in the blood"

to the misfits out there,

at one point in our lives, we spend our times trying to impress the empress ( get what i mean? ), getting hurt and scarred through the process, maybe we should all accept that its in their blood and we should just let them be even if they still plan to put their heads up high and expect misfits to impress them like they're something else. they're pathetic to look at sometimes. We shouldn't be deluded by the way they act and the way they are.

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thanks for reading

it's nonsensical but haha i'm bored

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say hi to hellos

Hello again after 197 days.