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Andreea.
Perpetual three-year-old with occasional bursts of lucidity. Lover of the macabre and lovely. Also, hot for fancy pants words. Bunnies.

"We’re all sinking in the same boat here. We’re all bored and desperate and waiting for something to happen. Waiting for life to get better. Waiting for things to change. Waiting for that one person to finally notice us. We’re all waiting. But we also need to realize that we all have the power to make those changes for ourselves."

—  Susane Colasanti, Waiting For You (via larmoyante)

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"Confidence is key. Sometimes, you need to look like you’re confident even when you’re not"

— Vanessa Hudgens (via graceandgracey)

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theartofshit:


Oli Sykes accepts APMA for Album Of The Year

"I want to say something that I never thought I’d actually talk about: before we wrote ‘Sempiternal’ I was a fucking drug addict. I was addicted to a drug called ketamine, I was on it for years and I was fucked off my head. My band wanted to kill me, my parents wanted to kill me, my fucking brother wanted to kill me, everyone wanted to kill me. They wanted to fucking to take me to hell, but they didn’t. They stood by me, they supported me through all that shit and we wrote ‘Sempiternal’ because of it.
No one fucking knows this but I went to rehab for a month, and through that time, as well as my fucking band and my family, you had no idea that I was in rehab but you were sending me letters, you were sending me texts, you were sending me fucking emails and when I got out of rehab I didn’t want to fucking scream any more, I wanted to sing it from the fucking rooftops. It’s all thanks to you, so thank you very much.” 

theartofshit:

Oli Sykes accepts APMA for Album Of The Year

"I want to say something that I never thought I’d actually talk about: before we wrote ‘Sempiternal’ I was a fucking drug addict. I was addicted to a drug called ketamine, I was on it for years and I was fucked off my head. My band wanted to kill me, my parents wanted to kill me, my fucking brother wanted to kill me, everyone wanted to kill me. They wanted to fucking to take me to hell, but they didn’t. They stood by me, they supported me through all that shit and we wrote ‘Sempiternal’ because of it.

No one fucking knows this but I went to rehab for a month, and through that time, as well as my fucking band and my family, you had no idea that I was in rehab but you were sending me letters, you were sending me texts, you were sending me fucking emails and when I got out of rehab I didn’t want to fucking scream any more, I wanted to sing it from the fucking rooftops. It’s all thanks to you, so thank you very much.” 

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vacilandoelmundo:

Blue Lagoon, Iceland
grinned:

The Story So Far. by sadiefederspiel on Flickr.

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We live our lives like we’re ready to die.

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justintimerblake:

you know you have hit your lowest point of being low when you start procrastinating your showers

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blunk182:

DATING TIP: Hold the door for your date. Rip the door off its hinges. Use the door as a weapon to fight off other men. Establish dominance.

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"I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for."

— Jonathan Safron Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close  (via thatkindofwoman)

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cumleak:

it was thirst at first sight

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