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artbreaker.
Probably not that much different from your average self-inflicted artist, but a little darker, a lot more cynical, and I can most likely fragment any kind of interest you'd have to get to know me in seconds. I live in Surrey / Southwest London, but I originally come from the West Midlands. I work as a Shift Leader in a restaurant and wine bar, and Publicity Officer for an equal rights committee. I attend Kingston University studying Music and History of Art, Design and Film. I'm pierced, stretched, tattooed and branded. I play multiple instruments, ranging from the classical to the contemporary, and my taste in music is ironically sparse for one who studies it. I don't eat very much and I'm practically a vegetarian, I drink a lot of green tea, and I usually make or redesign clothes because I'm far too poor.
Pleased to meet you.
♥
~ Sunday, April 28 ~
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~ Tuesday, April 23 ~
the only thing that seems to spark any inspiration anymore is being so close to death and i’m a little too comfortable with that fact.
~ Friday, February 8 ~
~ Thursday, February 7 ~
Basically, I started a new blog for 2013…
it’s really a more personal blog, but moreso in terms of my music since i’m coming up to my third year and my second EP release under my own name where nothing’s shitty and anchored down my high school delusions of grandeur anymore.
at the moment i’m just archiving a lot of my older work, since my old laptop went kaput, and i’m trying to piece it back together from various corners and crevices of the interweb. once i’m done, which should be in a matter of a week or two, it’ll be entirely focused on the new - my creative process as an artist and the output therefrom.
follow if you like. it’s mainly me waxing verbally and getting mock-philosophical amongst pretty images of a dude with a fringe and big tunnels. all the bitches love that nowadays, right?
i’ll still be using this blog. mainly for images of lolcats. and ab fab quotes. or whatever takes my fancy. so keep in touch y’all.
we all have our ghosts. x
“My coffee got cold, so I made an owl with it.”
you made a fucking owl with your coffee
this is so good
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~ Sunday, February 3 ~
~ Monday, January 28 ~
~ Monday, January 7 ~
Love Amongst The Ruins
I’ve bit my tongue until the bleed
And held words hostage against teeth
On broken feet sored standing on the truth
Call my eventual reasoning wrong; call arms to clarity
And you think the truth is ugly?
You still haven’t seen what I can do…
So tell me did you wonder what’s stopped me tearing into you?
Because now I have had enough
Sometimes I wear a lip ring but it doesn’t make me tough
You’re lying to yourself - so if you call this the end of us
Dismantle all these weathered walls; just try to find my love
Amongst the ruins of our growing up
Detail the drags of our dysfunction
Still it’s clear we’ve both decided
Are you somewhat scared for where this puts you now?
Say I once thought I housed the blackest soul
But still say that you believed
You always shone a light through it somehow
Isn’t it funny how I wrenched my head down from the clouds?
See I have had enough
Sometimes I wear a lip ring, still it doesn’t make me tough
You’re lying to yourself - so if you call this the end of us
Dismantle all these weathered walls; just try to find my love
In empty towns that bear our scars
Or from medication to the bar
Try to sleep this one off
But now your push will always force my shove
Your upper hand is not above
I’ve finally called your bluff
Because I have had enough
Sometimes I wear a lip ring but it doesn’t make me tough
You’re lying to yourself - so if you call this the end of us
Dismantle all these weathered walls; just try to find my love
Amongst the ruins of our growing up
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