I’m no good at RPing, like, painfully awkward, so I’d suggest trying someone else
Should I reblog a couple of my newer photosets that have less than 100 notes, because I believe they typically deserve more, those artists did a great job
My bone throne is gonna take you to the bone zone
Tumblr is acting very different, and posts are uploading no problem, it’s great!
I want to give/have some oral, like, now, any female followers wanna send me some nudes on kik? If not that’s cool too.
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.
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.
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
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.
If this post gets 300,000 notes, I’ll…
Be very surprised because I don’t have 300,000 followers
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”
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.
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