Tea is for Tuesdai, Eye is for Ishkoodah.

We must have peace. We must preserve the balance of nature. We must decentralize our society.
No one can be free while others are oppressed. There is no recipe for freedom: freedom is a career.

Eff Bee

M to the essage



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Take this longing from my tongue, all the lonely things these hands have done. I want to see your beauty broken down like you would do for one you love.

I need:

  • Everyone in lismore to die in some horrible nuclear incident, or maybe fracking because that’d be funnier.
  • A HSC, pronto.
  • A room in Brisbane
  • A job

I predict the next tumblr obsession to be Rooney Mara, though I’ve no objection she’s a stunner.
While above us, glowing, exploding, our dreams burst forth in light and death. Hold me and tell me we’ll burn like stars, we’ll burn as we fall, watch as city lights dance for us.