Life As It Happens


Personal blog de @xphile.

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Mama, I had a dream that we were on a train and you were the conductor.
— Iris
I don’t always run away from the pain. Sometimes, I take a bus.
— RMM (from the working draft of In Sunshine Dreams ~ I’m toying with the idea of making this my first feature-length script)

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rstevens:

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rstevens:

have a Katamari day. http://ift.tt/1nZskiI

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“ramile’s adventure”
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Contribute to the “RE: THE FUTURE” collab HERE!

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ramile’s adventure

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Contribute to the “RE: THE FUTURE” collab HERE!

Mama, you have a pretty voice.
— Iris
marcedith:

…via Smitten Kitten Blog…

I had hair this short when I was about eight.

marcedith:

…via Smitten Kitten Blog

I had hair this short when I was about eight.

Sunday : )

Sunday : )

briilikewii said: I always like when people reblog my stuff too haha!

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Extreme Ways (Bourne's Ultimatum) →

Extreme ways are back again
Extreme places I didn’t know
I broke everything new again
Everything that I’d owned
I threw it out the window, came along
Extreme ways I know will part
The colors of my sea
Some perfect colored sea

Extreme ways that help me
They help me out late at night
Extreme places I had gone
That never seen any light
Dirty basements, dirty noise
Dirty places coming home
Extreme worlds alone
Did you ever like it then?

I would stand in line for this
There’s always room in life for this

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart

Extreme sounds that told me
They held me down every night
I didn’t have much to say
I didn’t give up the light
I closed my eyes and closed myself
And closed my world and never open up to anything
That could get me at all

I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
Too many things could cut me
Too much can make me blind
I’ve seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn’t even believe

I would stand in line for this
There’s always room in life for this

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart

Oh, oh babe
And soon it was
So again
When you know it can
When you know it can

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Like it always does, always does

I told him how I arm-wrestled all the guys in my 7th-grade math class and won.
— RMM (from the archives; August 10, 2011)