What Happens Now?

(via under-a-molten-sky)

Tell me guys, why is Precipitate SO UNDERRATED?

That’s a total bummer, Daphne is sad.

Daphne, Saturn makes our minds break in pieces.

obstaclespecialist:

Interpol by StephenMcleod on Flickr.

And when the Photography God spoke to all the little photographers on Earth, he spoketh:

Here I give you Paul Julian Banks, click him long, hard and often.

Adolf Hitler (on Carlos D.)

Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachov (on Interpol)

I am fascinated, mesmerised, enchanted by this angelic voice. And this is not the first time, it happens every single day. And I keep listening, keep figuring these lines out, every day. 

Cause it’s just you, me and this wire, alright
Let’s tend to the engine tonight.

Last 484 hours to Interpol!

Day 4: favourite picture of Paul

You look so young, like a daisy in my lazy eyes.

Day 3: favourite picture of the band

Public Pervert    
   
A person that commits a lewd act in a public place. Panty-stealing, vampiric gothtards are the most widely recognized Public Perverts.
Girl 1: Wow, there’s a creepy vampiric gothtard wanking off to a pair of panties in the library.
Girl 2: I know. That’s Carlos D.
Girl 1: Wow, that Carlos D. is a Public Pervert.

When I saw this, all of a sudden I found myself shouting “F you douchebag!” out. Darn.

Swoon baby starry nights, may our bodies remain.

It’s constantly ringing in my ears. I can’t get no sleep.

Day 2: favourite Interpol guy

Paul Julian Banks. The person who turned on the bright lights on May 3rd, 1978. 

Day 1: first Interpol song you heard