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October 2016

Oct 31, 2016 82 notes
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Oct 30, 2016 790 notes
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Oct 30, 2016 99 notes
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As I was walkin’ down Grosvenor Square,
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air,
From the other direction she was calling my eye,
Could be an illusion but I might as well try, might as well try.

She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes,
And I knew without askin’ she was into the blues.
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls,
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.

In the heat of the evening when the dealin’ got rough,
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff.
As I picked up my matches and was closin’ the door,
I had one of those flashes, I’d been there before, been there before.

Well I ain’t often right but I’ve never been wrong,
Seldom turns out the way it does in the song.
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right.

Well there ain’t nothin’ wrong with the way she moves,
All scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.
And there’s nothing wrong with the look that’s in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by.

The wind in the willow’s playing “Tea for Two,”
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue,
Strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand,
Everybody’s playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band.

Oct 29, 2016 3 notes

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I’ve looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger’s not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo,m he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we’ll make the bugger’s eyes water.

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you’re told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

Oct 29, 2016 1 note
Oct 29, 2016 94 notes
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Oct 27, 2016 400 notes
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Oct 24, 2016 194 notes
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I’m gonna be making posts like this every one in a while to try to connect with all of you a bit more, since I can’t post photo sets as much as I’d like, I’m also going to try to post a bit more regularly, hopefully daily if tumblr will let me, let’s see how this goes

Oct 24, 2016 4 notes

I bought tickets to see Roger Waters’ Us + Them tour, I only spent like $500 and something. It’s the closest I’m getting to Pink Floyd any time soon.

Oct 24, 2016 2 notes

If this post gets 300,000 notes, I’ll…

Be very surprised because I don’t have 300,000 followers

Oct 24, 2016 17 notes

Hey, everyone, I know I don’t post as much as we’d all like because of tech issues, I’m trying to get together some cash, I was gonna buy either a PASGT helmet, save a little more and buy a nice old pump action shotgun, or maybe buy an antique sword, but I’m thinking about getting a nice gaming computer (PC master race), or at least a laptop, and if I have my own computer, I (may) be able to upload when we all want porn (100% of the time) like I used to when tumblr didn’t just fuck with shit, and say “upload stopped”

Oct 23, 2016 7 notes
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Oct 9, 2016 272 notes
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Oct 4, 2016 485 notes
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Oct 4, 2016 236 notes
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September 2016

I got an email for content violation, I checked it, it was for a video I uploaded on another blog, of me jacking off, appearently, sexually explicit videos are banned on tumblr.

Sep 28, 2016 4 notes
DOGS, PINK FLOYD

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you’re on the street
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking

And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You’ll get the chance to put the knife in

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it’s going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you’ll pack up and fly down south
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer

And when you loose control, you’ll reap the harvest you have sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it’s too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone
Dragged down by the stone (stone, stone, stone, stone, stone)

I gotta admit that I’m a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I’m just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
If I don’t stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone’s expendable and no-one has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything’s done under the sun
And you believe at heart, everyone’s a killer

Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel

Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a pat on the back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home

Who was ground down in the end
Who was found dead on the phone
Who was dragged down by the stone

Sep 18, 2016 4 notes

I havn’t connected with you all as much as I’d like recently, if you’ve got any questions, ask away

Sep 18, 2016 2 notes
Sep 18, 2016 317 notes
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Sep 16, 2016 234 notes
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Sep 8, 2016 383 notes
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Do any of you live in Tampa?

Sep 3, 2016 2 notes

August 2016

Aug 26, 2016 252 notes
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Green Fields of France (No Man's Land) Dropkick Murphys

Oh how do you do, young Willy McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun?
I’ve been walking all day, and I’m nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the great fallen in 1916.
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean.
Or Willy McBride, was is it slow and obscene?

Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the Death March as they lowered you down?
Did the band play “The Last Post” and chorus?
Did the pipes play “The Flowers of the Forest”?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined?
And though you died back in 1916
To that loyal heart you’re forever nineteen
Or are you a stranger without even a name 
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane?
In an old photograph torn, tattered and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame

Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the Death March as they lowered you down?
Did the band play “The Last Post” and chorus?
Did the pipes play “The Flowers of the Forest”?

The sun shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard that’s still no man’s land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man’s blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation were butchered and damned!

Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the Death March as they lowered you down?
Did the band play “The Last Post” and chorus?
Did the pipes play “The Flowers of the Forest”?

And I can’t help but wonder oh Willy McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause?
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing and dying it was all done in vain
Oh Willy McBride it all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again.

Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the Death March as they lowered you down?
Did the band play “The Last Post” and chorus?
Did the pipes play “The Flowers of the Forest”?

Aug 25, 2016 11 notes
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Aug 24, 2016 2,270 notes
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Aug 24, 2016 241 notes
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Aug 19, 2016 278 notes
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Guess which blog broke 6,000 awesome followers last night! I would have said something sooner, but I wanted to upload another photoset before saying anything, and I was in public, so finding yiff would have been a little awkward

Aug 15, 2016 8 notes
Aug 15, 2016 257 notes
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Aug 10, 2016 231 notes
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Aug 9, 2016 469 notes
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Aug 9, 2016 213 notes
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Aug 9, 2016 230 notes
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Aug 9, 2016 174 notes
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Aug 3, 2016 342 notes
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Aug 1, 2016 642 notes
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Aug 1, 2016 449 notes
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Does anyone else’s tumblr freeze your phone, then lock the screen when you upload a photoset?

Aug 1, 2016 2 notes
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Aug 1, 2016 200 notes
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July 2016

Jul 26, 2016 245 notes
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Jul 26, 2016 252 notes
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Jul 23, 2016 177 notes
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Jul 20, 2016 407 notes
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Sisters of the way-side bide their time in quiet peace,
Await their place within the ring of calm;
Still stand to turn in seconds of release,
Await the call they know may never come.
In times of lightness, no intruder dared upon
To jeopardize the course, upset the run;
And all was joy and hands were raised toward the sun
As love in the halls of plenty overrun.

Still in their bliss unchallenged mighty feast,
Unending dances shadowed on the day.
Within their walls, their daunting formless keep,
Preserved their joy and kept their doubts at bay.
Faceless legions stood in readiness to weep,
Just turn a coin, bring order to the fray;
And everything is soon no sooner thought than deed,
But no one seemed to question in anyway.

How keen the storied hunter’s eye prevails upon the land
To seek the unsuspecting and the weak;
And powerless the fabled sat, too smug to lift a hand
Toward the foe that threatened from the deep.
Who cares to dry the cheeks of those who saddened stand
Adrift upon a sea of futile speech?
And to fall to fate and make the ‘status plan’
Where was your word, where did you go?
Where was your helping, where was your bow? Bow.
Dull is the armour, cold is the day.
Hard was the journey, dark was the way. Way.
I heard the word; I couldn’t stay. Oh.
I couldn’t stand it another day, another day,
Another day, another day.

Touched by the timely coming,
Roused from the keeper’s sleep,
Release the grip, throw down the key.

Held now within the knowing,
Rest now within the peace.
Take of the fruit, but guard the seed.

They had to stay!

Held now within the knowing,
Rest now within the beat.
Take of the fruit, but guard the seed…

Jul 18, 2016 5 notes
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