Taurus Daily Horoscope

Sunday, April 11
You still aren't listening to your loved ones. They bribed me to say HEY! Pay attention to us! We love you and we want your attention, time, and affection. We want you to be healthy and happy and we are afraid you aren't treating yourself as well as you treat all of us.


They got it wrong, I don't treat anyone well.

you can come to me now.

herbal teas warm the soul, right?
well i hope to god, because i need a lot of warmth right now.
last night i experienced another of very few nights were i completely break down.
and don't remember anything.
i don't even know what was going through my head.
i mustn't have been too loud because mum remained asleep.
i think i may have ran up and down my street a few times.
and yelled a few things.
but i don't even know if it was my street? i remember running.
who knows where.
and then i woke up at 3am, with sore eyes and a runny nose.
i just hope i didn't do anything bad, or maybe i dreamt it all?
who knows.
i'm a complete fucking headcase.
:)

She & Him 'In The Sun'

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what a babe.

Evey: Who are you?
V. : Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey: Well I can see that.
V. : Of course you can, I’m not questioning your powers of observation, I’m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey: Oh, right.
V. : But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey: Are you like a crazy person?
V. : I’m quite sure they will say so.

Wish enough, wise man'll tell you a lie
Window broke, torn up screens
Who'd have thought that you'd dream
Of a single tragic scene

I just wanna sing a song with you
I just want to take it off of you

Cause Blue Eyes
You are all that I need
Cause Blue Eyes
You're the sweet to my mean

Fess it up, dot on the palm of your hand
I can help you to stand
Saved it up for this dance
Tell me all the things you can

I just wanna sing a song with you
I just wanna be the one that's true

Cause Blue Eyes
You're the secret I keep
Cause Blue Eyes

All the lights on and you are alive
But you can't point the way to your heart
So sublime, when the stars are aligned
But you don't know
You don't know the greatness you are

Cause Blue Eyes
You are destiny's scene
Cause Blue Eyes
I just wanna be the one

I just wanna sing a song with you
I just wanna get it on with you

Cause Blue Eyes
You're the secret I keep
Cause Blue Eyes
I just wanna sing a song with you
I just wanna sing a song with you
I just wanna sing a song with you...