One Love

Just watched the first half of this. Such a treat. The rest is saved for tomorrow's Valentines night when I'm all on my lonesome. 
How the Loyal Minder loves her sexy children...

You don't know-oh-oh

I just can't help myself. One Direction make my life better. I watched the above numbers back four times last night, much to the disgust of my mother and the cat. I squealed, squawked, squirmed, shook and screamed - they're so fucking amazing, and I'm such a rampant fan girl that I cannot even put it in to words. Time to go flick through my OD calendar again and try to calm down...

Put your trust in me, you're not gonna die alone

Well prove to me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Put your arm round my collar bone
Open the door.

Don't lie to me
If you're puttin' the dog to sleep.
That pet you just couldn't keep
And couldn't afford.

Well prove to me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Unstitch that shit I've sewn,
To close up the hole that tore through my skin.

Well my trust in you
Is a dog with a broken leg,
Tendons to torn to fix,
And you let me back in

You said
I can't prove to you
You're not gonna die alone,
But trust me to take you home
and clean up that blood all over your paws.

You can't keep running out.
Kicking yourself off the bed,
Kicking yourself in the head,
Because, you're kiciking me too.

Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
I don't think so.

Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone.
Put your trust in me,
I'm not gonna die alone,
I don't think so.



Yonkahz

Ain't nevah gunnah cease to adore this kid.

We all recognise that I'm the problem here

Nevers

Love you, baby boy.

Never forget. Never ever, never.

Youhavemyheart

Favourite picture of all time. Want 'em baby boy, I want 'em.

Strangers

This is so hot. So intense.

What Boy Trouble said to me, part one

Boy Trouble: over isn't real with you.


Me: Way to break hearts baby, way to break 'em right on up.

Reality Check

You do realise baby, that we're all going to die, right? We're all dying already, dying right now, waiting for death. Yeah?
Death is what life's all about.
Fuckin' deal with it kid. It's what I'm here for.

Tearin'loveapart

Is it bad that I kinda fancy the Xfactor's Craig Colton? Dear me. I should be ashamed of myself. Just can't control myself around them Northern lads.

Wink wink, nudge nudge...

What Where's Wally? said to me, part two

If anyone has an aggressive face, that girl has an aggressive face.


- Wednesday, bedroom, facebook stalkin'

Magik

Everybody's under your spell.

Goodbye is too good a word

Get out of my head and get into my bed,
Forget all of the things that I ever said,
Forget all thoughtful actions like all romance is dead,
Replace all acts of kindness with a fuck you instead.
Forget about all occasions where I gave you my time,
Forget all the nights when we walked the line,
And me? I’ll drink you off my mind.
What I thought I saw,
Was the last remaining trace of a girl I knew before,
But now I know what I saw was just the shell in which she was encased,
Just an ugly girl with a pretty face.
So please leave my thoughts you are no longer wanted,
But you stick around like my mind is haunted,
With memories of you that I now have to re-assess,
Cos I thought you wanted my mind but your interest stopped at the flesh.
Maybe it was my own ego that made me assume,
That something set me apart from other guys in the room,
That there was a uniqueness in the situation between you and me,
But now I see I was just company.
I gave you a part of me and what I got in return,
Is a valuable lesson I hope to never re-learn,
Those who play with fire will inevitably get burned,
Goodbye is too good a word.

LitBitch, part three

She put an arm behind her, unlatched the door, turned quickly and went running into the gray afternoon. I tried to think of something funny to say.

Don Delillo, White Noise, 1984, p.189

Baby

I promise, I'm worthy.

Here's all I know

So I have those words tattooed onto my spine. Pretentious as fuck or whattt?

Your love

Time to jump on the Bon Iver cover bang wagon. Beaut, right?

Baby boys. Missin' yahh

 

Miss these baby boys, been too long. Nice mix, kinda nasty.

Sly track, Number Two