I don’t know who I am, but now I know who I’m not.
I’m just a curious speck that got caught up in orbit.
like a magnet it beckoned my metals toward it.
make my messes matter.
make this chaos count.
let every little fracture in me
shatter out loud.
She wants to feed the crows, like they did at the Red Wedding. Freys and Boltons, aye. We’ll give her those, as many as she likes.
BITTER | ( listen )
A mix for days when you feel helpless; when you want nothing but to feel spite upon your tongue, and misery in your veins.
People dressing as zombies for Halloween? Deeply offensive. Not easy living with Partially Deceased Syndrome…
Giuseppe Rivaroli (Italian, 1885–1943)
one of five actresses : Katie Mcgrath
"I had this vague notion that one day I might be editor of ‘Vogue China.’ It was a bizarre ambition, as I didn’t speak a word of Chinese. There were flaws in my plan, admittedly."
“I have to make an effort not to take a moment to think about what I’m doing up there. That’s when you look down at your guitar and feel like it’s something you’ve never seen before. I try to avoid that moment. Like all these actions I’ll do now, it’s built in. I can’t fucking do the Macarena again tonight but if I don’t do it, I’ll fuck the next line up. There are a lot of words in our songs. I don’t want to make it seem like I have it hard or anything, but you start thinking about it too much and step out of that zone, you don’t know where you are. What is this? What is this place? You spend all day in your head and then for that one hour, you don’t. Especially the old songs, if I tried to sing a verse from one right now, I couldn’t do it. But in that moment, when I’m there and they’re all around me, playing, it’s built into me. I can do it.”