I’ve been really busy lately with school and I started running a couple of other blogs that have been taking up more of my time, so I haven’t been dedicating much time to this one. Because Declan absolutely deserves a lot of time to be dedicated to him, I was wondering if anyone would be interested in helping run this blog. My only rule is that nothing from a personal Facebook page is posted or reblogged on here. I just think it’s really disrespectful. So, if you think you have some time that you can dedicate to this blog (and you can follow my one rule), send me a message. Thanks!
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
I wrote this for us in the hope that these words might say more than has already been said
Cos we both live in fear that after a year I’m still stuck in yours and you are still trapped in my head
Its been harder than we ever imagined an ending to be and all for the freedom I wanted to see
Freedom’s not all its cracked up to be….
I’d feel Freer if you were handcuffed to me
If we were joined at the hip by pins like Siamese twins
I’d feel Freer if you were handcuffed to me
Because we all move on but we don’t all survive behind walls of freedom that kill us that keep us alive
It’s a hard climb and the rocks they are huge why do we opt for the struggle instead?
I wonder if I’d known I’d be this messed up I’d have still packed my rucksack and climbed on ahead
I just want to tell you a face to a face, I think about you and the life I replaced
And all for the freedom I wanted to taste
Freedom’s just one fuckin’ big waste of space
I’d feel Freer if you were handcuffed to me
If we were joined at the hip by pins like Siamese twins
I’d feel Freer if you were handcuffed to me
Because we all move on but we don’t all survive behind walls of freedom that kill us that keep us alive
I just want to tell you a face to a face that I think about you all the time
And it’s the most difficult emotion that I’ve ever dealt with
Walking out on love and pretending im fine
I’d feel Freer if you were handcuffed to me
If we were joined at the hip by pins like Siamese twins
I’d feel Freer
Because we all move on but we don’t all survive behind walls of freedom that kill us that keep us aliveTitleFreer -
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not bad for an iPhone shot, and would be better if his eyes were open…. but, oh well.
the living room, nyc - 2/7/12
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via Facebook
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nothingsgonebutnothingslasting:
#THE MESS (Taken with instagram)
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nothingsgonebutnothingslasting:
straight back to london
