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03-06-2015, 09:25
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You could see that she was true and faithless.
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03-06-2015, 11:56
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She thought burnt skin would please her lover
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Phoenix Festival 1996. Toronto Warehouse 1999. *some time passes* Toronto Danforth 2015. Royal Albert Hall x2 2016. Manchester, Llandudno, Cardiff 2018. Manchester x2, Birmingham 2019. (I am on the wrong continent, clearly.) Coming up! Silver Spring, Philly, NYC, Toronto 2022
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#1564
03-06-2015, 15:36
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Repeat after me fuck queen and country
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The early bird catches the worm... does the worm think that that's the way we all go? last.fm NICKY WIRE'S BASSES Cardiacs, song-by-song Last edited by Geranium Terrorists; 03-06-2015 at 16:19.
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#1566
03-06-2015, 19:28
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Tipper Gore was a friend of mine.
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#1570
03-06-2015, 22:46
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Europe freed by McDonald's and Levi's - born to end.
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#1573
03-06-2015, 23:38
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Such beautiful dignity in self abuse
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"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more," - Byron 'I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.' (from Sea Fever - John Masefield) "Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all" - Emily Dickinson
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#1574
04-06-2015, 21:11
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Everything is happily lost in translation.
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