Anonymous: I don't think most of us are indifferent, I, for one, just fear that I might do something that actually worsens you situation and so I keep silent but I read all you posts if I see them, even the ones you put under read more. And I'm sure I'm not the only one who cares, we are here, we are just silent about it

I don’t really know how to even reply to this but thank you so much for saying this. You’re too kind and I love you. ♡♡

"The schooling system we have in the Western world is crazy – you’re taken away from your parents at your most impressionable age and fed a load of bullshit and lies manipulated to make you think that the way we live in the West is stable and moral, when really it’s neither. You come out of school with a one-track mind based on financial success; you’re encouraged to become enslaved to the banking system. In school, I always felt, ‘Something’s not right here’ and I’m starting to find out what it is. Being outside of the norm gives you freedom of thought and that’s something being suppressed in school and the media. If you have freedom of thought you get labeled as a crazy person or someone strange."

—  Matthew James Bellamy (via what-isyouropinion)

(via the-metal-kettle)

Amanda Palmer dramatically whispering “what the fuck is up with this shit” has been playing in my head like 32% of this day

what i call “blogging” is mostly just me sharing one nervous breakdown after another with mostly indifferent people

I just………………………….. Muse???!?!?!!??

I was listening to BHaR earlier while writing and it sounded different, more grand and god-like and stuff and then it came to Hoodoo and I think I cried a bit even though that song has never meant that much to me. It is a beautiful song.

And I remembered that I own the HAARP dvd and suddenly wanted to watch that song live and so I did and it’s a gorgeous performance, really. I haven’t really watched HAARP in a long time - it might be over a year which is basically crazy if you think about how many times I’ve watched it in my life. And I listened to a few other songs, just jumping to my favourites basically, and just………… I got sad and happy and I kinda cried and laughed and…….

and you know, I was 14 when I really got into Muse, and got into music for the first time, too. It was 2010 and HAARP was the second thing of theirs that I bought (after The Resistance, which was in fact the first cd I ever bought (?? weird). I watched that performance so many times that summer. I was depressed at the time and the whole summer I basically sat in my room, wrote things, read books and listened to Muse really loud, and I watched HAARP. I think I literally watched it like every day. It was something that made me happy. And cry too, sometimes, but mostly happy. I had an unhealthy addiction to it, I think. I got actual withdrawal symptoms when I had to live without Muse for 10 days because of a confirmation camp to where I was forced to go (and it didn’t help at all that Muse was actually playing in Helsinki during that camp, like 100 km away - so close and still so far away).

It’s been three years now? And i haven’t really watched it in a long time but I think i still know every frame from that dvd by heart. So weird. I think I’m going to watch the whole thing tonight. I just had to take a break because I got so emotional. I’m a bit sad now but still happy because I’m not that person who was watching it manically three years ago anymore. She’s gone but I’m here and I’m a lot better than she was.

wanweirds:

do you ever just think about the fact

that when Grantaire dies

Victor Hugo says he’s been hit by a coup de foudre

and in english we read that as him being struck down by lightning (in the penguin translation it just says he falls at enjolras’ feet) but

eugh coup de foudre is a euPHAMISM FOR LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

fucking

victor

hugo

and cry

(via henryclervals)

uk-music:

Muse | Hoodoo

I’ve had recurring nightmares that I was loved for who I am, and missed the opportunity to be a better man.

"If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more."

— Jane Austen, Emma (via larmoyante)