Making the Most of It
Not Your Kind by Sam Bradley

When I gave myself to you

it felt like wasted time.

When moved so fluid in one motion

and flowed off into light.

Well it dawned on me that you may be

the careful kind.

Am I foolish to believe

that I can change your mind?

Chased you through streets, overcrowded

you must have been disguised.

Well it dawned on me that you may be

the doubting kind.

And sure enough, this heavy gust

of wind seems to never die.

You breathe it in and back out again

when I’m close and by your side.

Don’t let sadness rule your conscious,

let your heart decide.

I will wait with no defences

for when your pain subsides.

Well it dawned on me that you may be

the hurting kind.

And sure enough, this heavy gust

of wind seems to never die.

You breathe it in and back out again,

when I’m close and by your side.

Now that time has passed between us

months have faded out.

They have broken what was often

a man without doubt.

Well it dawned on me I may not see

a sign I was not to believe that

I am not your kind.

No, I am not your kind.

First performed over a year ago.  And yet, timely.Tree in fog

debb24601:



“The weil of mystery overshadowing the disappearance of Federico García Lorca has been removed. The news is coming this evening that the execution of the poet, Federico García Lorca, has been confirmed.” - Little Ashes, 2008


BRB sobbing…

This splits me right down the middle.

debb24601:

“The weil of mystery overshadowing the disappearance of Federico García Lorca has been removed. The news is coming this evening that the execution of the poet, Federico García Lorca, has been confirmed.” - Little Ashes, 2008

BRB sobbing…

This splits me right down the middle.

Oh, please.  Seriously?

Oh, please.  Seriously?

panlight:

Facing the likelihood of their imminent deaths, Carlisle has one last question for his son.

panlight:

Facing the likelihood of their imminent deaths, Carlisle has one last question for his son.

Pic 2:  Whatcha thinkin’ bout, Rob?


Michael Sheen and Robert Pattinson

Internet people.

sodamnrelatable:

Facebook is for popular people.

MySpace is for musical people.

Twitter is for famous people.

Tumblr is for special people.

via sodamnrelatable

tehlemonadestand:

This is his “I-just-fucked-your-girlfriend” face. In case any of you were wondering.

*Crosses self*

tehlemonadestand:

This is his “I-just-fucked-your-girlfriend” face. In case any of you were wondering.

*Crosses self*

nicffwhisperer:

@Twilover76 NOP baby *awwwwwws* 

nicffwhisperer:

@Twilover76 NOP baby *awwwwwws* 

kiyaraven:

“I always get carried away when I’m kissing. I just go nuts! Walking away after it is the strangest moment for me. It’s embarrassing — not knowing what to say to each other.”

Best gif collage ever.

Come back to life, Rachel Stirling!

If Rob were a violin he’d be a Stradivarius. - David Cronenberg

Acting all over the place.