July 2011
“Every power poured its treasures on his head, and his hand lay there on the back...”
– Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway
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That awkward moment when you turn on the radio and they’re playing “Nothing compares to you”.
It’s been seven hours and fifteen days Since you took your love away I go out every night and sleep all day Since you took your love away Since you been gone I can do whatever I want I can see whomever I choose I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant But nothing I said nothing...
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Going away for a while
So I won’t be on, again.
Not sure when I get back.
But hey, the ancient queue will be on for anyone interested. Barely anything left now so just gonna be a couple of posts a day of whatever’s in there.
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pigcharmer asked: What have you been so busy with?
pigcharmer asked: What bands have you been listening to lately?
