Link has died (along with a bit of my soul)
I have to catch a ride to the theatre now
Need to see it properly
with like
popcorn
and stuff
thumbs
I have thumbs
they are up
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
The pure fact that this doesn’t even need a title or a description or anything speaks volumes. I mean look at the number of notes this has. There are so few people who don’t recognize it. And the song itself just gives you chills. It’s so magical.
Accurate.
Complex chills of complexity.
It’s all sad and hopeful and feel-full.
I guess because you know that hope, but you also have your sadness, because of that longing you get, remembering a world that is not your own and exists only in your head. Or maybe because you wish you could feel that hope for real, but reality is stupid and refuses to be simple.
Or, you know, because it sounds nice. There is always that.
(Source: alphageek2011)
Maybe this is the lack of sleep talking…
but something about this doesn’t seem right.
No, not that it’s piracy, no.
Don’t be obvious.
I mean… something in me is saying that like…. someone is out there waiting and watching.
Like
to prove a point
or to catch us with this and use it as fuel to stoke the sopa fire….
or I dunno,
something.
It all seems very sinister…
but then everything seems sinister after you’ve been awake more than 36 hours…
but a two hour film?
a brand new one at that?
The bloody freaking Avengers for god’s sake
and the tags…. and the view count is stuck after the 301….
seems too… far fetched… but… very tempting… if this is what it appears to be on the surface, then it will likely disappear very soon.. but if it isn’t…
hmmmm…..
I am intrigued. I am suspicious. I am wary.
I am sleep deprived.
(Source: ajohnnn)
Matt Smith and Benedict Cumberbatch and their vast and cultered vocabulary.
I’m not into smoking. I’m not into drugs. I’m not into alcohol. I’m not a cutter.
I’m not particularly suicidal.
I don’t always hate myself. I don’t think my life is all that bad.
I don’t expect life to be easy.
I don’t expect to amount to much (and that doesn’t bother me too too much).
I’m just not happy, for the moment.
However long a moment it may be.
All those things are so boring. So average. Stereotypical.
But all moments end, no matter how long it takes to travel through them.
So yeah, just putting that out there.
So stop worrying people.
I’ll be okay.
Eventually.
okay?
***And now your regularly scheduled fandom posts will resume***
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