Lord Byron, no
Everyone who knew him, probably (via fyeahgothicromance)
Keep it contained, man.
I love me a good music meme! The lovely cranesleftenant, the gorgeous jenny-jen-mo, and the beautiful inhislight all tagged me for this one! Because I got so many tags, I also linked each of the songs so you can listen if you want to!
You can tell a lot about someone by the music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod/iPhone/iTunes/media player and write down the first 10 songs. Then pass this on to 10 people.
- Devotchka - You Love Me
- Radiohead - A Punch Up at a Wedding (No no no no no no no no)
- Vampire Weekend - California English
- Beulah - I’ve Been Broken (I’ve Been Fixed)
- Broken Social Scene - Looks Just Like the Sun
- Father John Misty - Funtimes in Babylon
- Miguel - Gravity
- Bjork - Who Is It?
- Modest Mouse - Blame it on the Tetons
- Arcade Fire - Neighborhood #4 (7 Kettles)
I am supposed to tag 10 people, but I am the worst at that…so…maybe I could just do a music rec round? I have a few requests for music in my inbox, but I am always looking for more! Or, send me a song you think I might like!
SPOILER ALERT! Will post the rest of my photos later after work! Still exhausted from going to filming two days in a row!
I wonder why Robert is holding a broomstick? (Technically from what I can gather he basically had his hand out and like calls for the broomstick.)
THANKS, sharipep. THANKS A LOT. YOU DID THIS TO ME.
"What the bloody-" Killian makes a desperate hand gesture that is something between distress and utter, utter disgust. “What have you done to David?”
Emma doesn’t meet his eyes as she ruffles the puppy’s ears playfully and dutifully checks the clip under the lab’s tiny muzzle. “It’s a life vest,” she says with satisfaction. “That way, if he falls in while we’re father off shore, he’ll float.”
"But-" it’s a high-pitched clip of a sound, he knows it, but this is humiliating.“He can swim, Swan. He’s a bloody dog. It’s what he does!”
The eyebrow she pins him with is so laden with attitude, he almost backs down. Almost. “What he does is eat the pancakes you feed him from the table when I am not looking. What he does is eat rocks.”
"That was one time!" He protests, but it is in vain. Swan is walking away down the dock, David happily in tow, a blob of orange and black bobbing joyously toward their boat.
"No sense of propriety," he mutters, rubs a hand across his eyes before following with heavy foot and defeated stride. "None at all."
Diane, 11:30 am, February 24th.
Entering the town of Twin Peaks.
You guys are the best. <3
It is 3 in the morning in the Eastern US and no one is awake for me to freak out with about Killian’s new modern clothing.
Curse you, insomnia! Never before have you burned me so badly.