protestorfu
May 20, 2009, 12:11pm
Astral Compost
As soon as breakfast was over Mr. Crimsworth intimated to me that they were bringing the gig round to the door, and that in five minutes he should expect me to be ready to go down with him to X----. I did not keep him waiting; we were soon dashing at a rapid rate along the road. The horse he drove was the same vicious animal about which Mrs. Crimsworth had expressed her fears the night before. Once or twice Jack seemed disposed to turn restive, but a vigorous and determined application of the whip from the ruthless hand of his master soon compelled him to submission, and Edward's dilated nostril expressed his triumph in the result of the contest; he scarcely spoke to me during the whole of the brief drive, only opening his lips at intervals to damn his horse.
Designed by Redfield. Icons by Cameron Hunt.
I feel there are all these really alive people, and I can join them at any time I like. And the only reason I’m not doing it is because I have made promises, I am under obligations, I owe something to people in my life. But as soon as I have paid off all those debts, I can do what I like without being an asshole.
Maybe this day is coming.
May 20, 2009, 11:59am
“Scumbag Fag Hag says: Best friend conned me into beating her up (she said she wanted to wrestle, then threw an enormous hissy fit when I won because it “reminded her of her abusive parents.”)
Boyfriend takes her side over mine despite having seen the whole thing start to finish. Boyfriend then proceeds to become best friends forever with her. Boyfriend more intimate with best friend than with me, could not physically pull himself away from her house, and brought her over to our house all the time and I would have to cook her dinner. Called me irrational and insane for wanting to at least not see her in my home.
That was years ago and I am only just now getting up the cojones to dump him! We have been together for my whole adult life - met when I was 19, now I’m almost 30. He has been so neglectful and correcting for so long, and I thought I deserved it. But I’m so scared of not being able to find someone who will love me, and I’m scared of admitting that love can die. Help me Musto! Posted On: Wednesday, May. 20 2009 @ 10:17AM
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— New York - La Daily Musto - What’s The Worst Betrayal You’ve Ever Suffered?
May 20, 2009, 11:05am
Illustrazione di Francesco Chiacchio per “Il barrito del Mammut”.
It is forbidden to destroy the moon.
Reblogged from Skiribilla.
May 20, 2009, 11:03am
FUCKED UP - OWN YOUR LAMENESS « Platform
This is important, it is about destroying the facist element of coolness.
May 20, 2009, 11:00am
