hearing damage

outfit gif FTWWWWWWW.

anyways...

the lovely michelle tagged me for this game so yeah im obvs gonna play :)

The task: fill in 12 likes, 1 love and 8 hates like Cassie in her therapy video. Below, the bolded things are what you MUST include . Also, please link it back to Erimentha, and link it onto 3 other blogs you admire!

tagged:

ALI
CATHARINA ELISABETH
CLARA

i love these girls, they're all so nice and lovely :) and all sooooo pretty ! check out their blogs, they're awesome!

here I go:

Abracadabra, Wow!

I like boys who are nice and girls who are natural
I like singing in my room
I like being in the country
I like thinking about love
I like knowing im a bit more different than everyone around me
I like how i laugh at stupid things
I like really good music
I like being more cold than hot
I like feeling special

I like dreaming, but i dont do it often

I like being lazy

I like when friends smile in the hallways

I love my mom

Today i had a sucky math class

In some ways, I love everything. Its less, its less of a thing to like, its less distinct, its less particular, I like things that I like but I love everything. There’s more choice in like, Cos even the worst things have things you love in them. I don’t know what you mean about things I hate…

I hate me sometimes

I hate bad hair days

I hate periods

I hate ruining a new shirt

I hate my feet
I hate my life but in a way, im thankful for everything i have and i'd prefer it to other options

I hate how i want to be so skinny... making myself wanna be like everyone else.
I hate how my nails are not painted



I hate this, wow...
sorry

ghosting

i just realizxed how horrid my pictures look on ever other computer here in this house... hopefully everyone who reads this blog is operating from a nice glossy laptop....

been sick- took this portrait and liked my eyes so i decided to post it :)

death by diamonds and pearls

© corsettes

but that dont make you the innocent.

god is gonna cut you down .

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's down in the dark will be brought to the light

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down

award .

hey guys ! i got this lovely you're a doll award from the awesome Michelle
she's soo awesome, you should check out her blog ;)
thanks darling

i want to pass this award along to:
r0edluvan
project-vee
keepingupwithglamfashion
symphanie
gorgeousclara

im staying

i'm not waking up tomorrow morning and finding that there's nobody left.

you'll be given love

you'll be given love
you'll be taken care of
you'll be given love
you have to trust it

maybe not from the sources
you have poured yours
maybe not from the directions
you are staring at

trust your head around
it's all around you
all is full of love
all around you

all is full of love
you just aint receiving
all is full of love
your phone is off the hook
all is full of love
your doors are all shut
all is full of love!

all is full of love
all is full of love
all is full of love
all is full of love
all is full of love

bloodbank

Well I met you at the blood bank
We were looking at the bags
Wondering if any of the colors
Matched any of the names we knew on the tags

You said see look it that's yours
Stacked on top with your brothers
See how they resemble one anothers?
Even in their plastic little covers

And I said I know it well

That secret that you know
That you don't know how to tell
it f--ks with your honor
And it teases your head
But you know that its good girl
Cause its running you with red.

Then the snow started falling
We were stuck out in your car
You were rubbing both my hands
Chewing on a candy bar
you said ain't this just like the present
To be showing up like this
There's a moon waning crescent
we started to kiss

And I said I know it well

That secret that we know
That we don't know how to tell
I'm in love with your honor
I'm in love with your cheeks
what's that noise up the stairs baby
Is that Christmas morning

And I know it well (8x)

suicide

corsettes ©

Dream, little girl on Lonely Street
Little runaway girl
Do it again, do it again

Your boyfriend's mean
And your mom's a b!tch
Little runaway girl
Do it again, do it again

Run, run, runaway little girl and
Get your foot in this trashy world
Emptyhearted bus by your side
Lick your lips and f@#k suicide

Suicide (whoaaa oh)
Not tonight (whoaaa oh)
Suicide (whoaaa oh)
Not tonight

You're all right for love
New York's the sh!t
Little runaway girl
Do it again, do it again

On the Brooklyn Bridge
You fix your stare
East River sleeps anekatips.com
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again

Run, run, runaway little girl and
Get your foot in this trashy world
Empty-hearted bus by your side
Lick your lips and f@#k suicide

Suicide (whoaaa oh)
Not tonight (whoaaa oh)
Suicide (whoaaa oh)
Not tonight

Run, run, runaway little girl and
Get your foot in this trashy world
Empty-hearted bus by your side
Lick your lips and f@#k suicide

Suicide (whoaaa oh)
Not tonight (whoaaa oh)
Suicide (whoaaa oh)
Not tonight

just give me a pain that i'm used to

On this hill top
I buried you
As a younger man
We gathered 'round
Your empty husk
And spoke of how you were so loved

And as the sun died
I promised that I'd seek you out
Well now the years have weathered me
And soon I'll claim you for my arms again

And if our hearts all disappear
And if our bones, they crumble to the soil
Well all our love will rise again

dont grow up too fast

© corsettes (me)

Don't kid yourself
And don't fool yourself.
This love's too good to last,
And I'm too old to change.

Don't grow up too fast
And don't embrace the past.
This life's too good to last,
And I'm too young to care.

a short film directed, filmed and edited by me
this is a story of a young girl named emma- and she's in love.
emma is played by my super awesome bfflaeaeaeeee tanya ladouceur !
credits:
song:
a calmed yet determined wind - ben woods

hope you enjoyed this video !

my manic and i

i'll wander the streets avoiding them eats until the ring on my finger slips to the ground.
a gift to the gutter, a gift to the city the veins of which have broken me down.
and i dont believe him, morning is mocking me.

oh the gods that he believes never fail to amaze me.
he believes in the love of his god of all things, but i find him wrapped up in all manner of sins.
the drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him.
i can't control you i dont know you well, these are the reasons i think that you're ill.

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fifteen, girl.
i like loafers, grampa sweaters, diamond earings, tumblr, indie kids, water, black everything and speaking of black; the rolling stones, mascara, fashion, oxfords, british everything, rings... lots of rings, big shirts, dresses, tights, polaroids, computers, a sketch book, my writing pad, music and lots of it, vintage stuff, speaking with a different accent. current accent: british, dark is light enough, theater, art room, guitar, scarfs, fall and winter... and everything else.