I don’t even know how long she’s been gone. It’s like I’ve woken up in bed and she’s not here because she’s gone to the bathroom or something. But somehow, I know she’s never gonna come back to bed. If I could just reach over and touch her side of the bed, I would know that it was cold, but I can’t. I know I can’t have her back… but I don’t want to wake up in the morning, thinking she’s still here. I lie here not knowing how long I’ve been alone. So how - how can I heal? How am I supposed to heal if I can’t feel time? (x)
mads mikkelsen: a summary in text posts [insp.]
Zanjeer was a Labrador Retriever who served as a detection dog with the Mumbai Police. Due to his impeccable service detecting many explosives and other weapons—in particular during the 1993 Mumbai bombings where he saved thousands of lives—he was given a full state funeral of highest honors.
I couldn’t scroll past this.
"rock is evil"
People are fucking idiots
Every single person I’ve met in a punk or rock band have been the nicest people I’ve met in my life.