richard edish
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Destined as the servant to the night where
Your moon dreams of the dirt and the
Sharp tongue of your zealous will is only
Congruent with the salt in your mouth and
The approaching eulogy of the world.
Lost in the patterns of youth and the ghost of
Your aches comes back to haunt you. And
The forging of change makes no difference.
Memories fly through the mask of your life
Shielding you from time. The years that
Birthed the shell that you gained.
is that vertigo? swear it is
classic worms armageddon sesh on the cards boys
why does burial, aphex twin etc not really make much music
fuck the current state of the labour party
shan't be getting my vote any time soon
Hunched over in apathetic grief with a disregard for
Steps except the one taken back. Perched
Up on a rope crafted in smoke / a sword
Wielding death that buried your hope.
Focusing on light through the blinds. A
Slave to reality under a monarch in the sky.
Lost in the patterns of youth where the
Windows shine brightly back at you.
for me? libertine dissolves
entirely depends, if they’re local (~30 mins) ill meet them, if not its all via calls and emails
need my neghole pozzed up lads
If I were a rich man
Flibble dibble dibble
Flibble dibble flibble dibble dee
Hindered by sober restlessness
Submitting to the amber crutch
The theme in my aching prose
Fantasizing the sight of Manhattan; that pour of a bitter red being that escapes a thin frame
The rebirth of mutual love
The slipping on gloves to lay tenderly
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DOMMY DOMMYYYYY
'ate poofters
'ate disableds
'ate environmentalists
'ate feminists
Wonder if that's the same crow from this morning
not assault if there's consent
the uni library is unironically peng af, a wealth of knowledge, a comfy silent environment, filled with useful books instead of dumb chick lit and genre fiction, could sit in there reading for hours
going to play eu4 for a bit then have a nice wank before bed
plus you can have a wank on the quieter floors
what uni? x
Drooling red from my eyes to meet the bitter
Sun that shines past into light. Setting fire
To curtains in hope that you're dreaming.
Destroying the tomb of memories from your
Life. In the room full of family, but couldn't
Find one. In the hallways lit up brightly,
But couldn't find myself. I laid drunk on
The concrete on the day of your birth in
Celebration of all you were worth.
I am my father's son.
I am no one.
I cannot love.
It's in my blood.
just be confident bro
Cheers for the insight
What's with all the freshers on here fucks sake go hang round with your flatmates or do something in your city you fucking knackas and save us from the boring blog posts cheers
sucking and fucking
shucking and jiving
someone post that nonce hunter video where the nonce gets scared and pisses himself
Its COYS. Get it right at least.
gf moaning every 2 seconds about how sick she feels and that she feels like shes on deaths door
I tell her to call in sick to work tonight
STOP TELLING ME TO DO STUFF ITS JUST MAKING ME FEEL SHIT
women do my head in
nah don't bother
we do beg your pardon, but we are in your garden
being confident unironically does work
why are english gays so annoying?
oh fuck off you boomer, /brit/ is a vibrant student general, haven't you got toil to be at or something?
'ce
call in for her you scumbbgag
Held my breath and drove through a maze of wealthy homes. I watched how green the trees were. I watched the steep walkways and the white fences. I gripped the wheel. I sweated against the leather. I watched the dogs twist through the wealthy garden. I watched you lay on a towel in grass that exceeded the height of your legs. I gazed into reflective eyes. I cried against an ocean of light.
Crippled by the cushion, I sank into sheets frozen by rose pedal toes. My back shivered for your pressed granite nails. Dishonest and ugly through the space in my teeth. Break bones down to yellow and crush gums into blood. The hardest part for the weak was stroking your fingers with rings full of teeth.
It's 5 A.M... and my heart flourishes at each passing moment.
Always and forever.
Bob Mortimer is pure pure kino. I like the Castle Douglas bit too
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The royal arse
Playing minecraft lads
Week here we all are then, the lads
Of course it does. Eton teaches students "oiling"; the skill of charm and persuasion so they'll succeed in life more easily.
It's taught through practical lessons like having to convince the prefects not to issue you detentions, charming the laundry staff to get better bedding, that sort of thing
might just get in bed
very tired
where diego?
monica is a woman mate
>tarquin
c'est moi
Yhhhh so tekashi callin out Cardi B in pen
Waaaaaaat
cardi b being a 9 trey ting
ohh myyy daysss
just completed the Feros mission in Mass Effect lads.
Where has my passion gone?
Has it been carried off by some lonely driver in a line of florescent light?
Has it been blurred together in ribboned patterns on the night?
Along the stretch of some unnamed plane, we began again.
I saw in your face that we're the same when we began again.
A multiverse of fuchsia and violet surrenders to blackness now.
My world closes its eyes to sex and laughter
*smooch*
have 5/8 of these filtered
lol
dont reply to them
When Brexit comes
>The factories will begin to whir once more
>Buses will run on time
>No opinionion will cross the line
>Baccy will be cheaper
>and fuel no longer to the litre
>our churches will be full
>and our shops will sell local
It'll all be reet once we've left our seat,
In old Brussels town
grim. she hasnt even had any kids and it already looks like scrambled eggs
have a very specific fetish lads
the dream
dat hip : waist ratio
what?
I'm going to suck myself
all public toilets should be reduced to 1 room with a row of cubicles since they offer privacy for everyone- men, women, trannies etc
The other room should be converted into a masturbatorium where everyone can go to relieve themselves without having to wank in the same room as they poo. there can be cubicles for this with a seat, fold out bed/table (like a baby changing table) for those who like to lie down, a shower head to hose the cubicle down after (or to use on the fanny), gloryholes between the cubicles with a sliding shutters that lock to prevent forced entry /spying, communal benches for the exhibitionists
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nothing better than drunken banter on the train
they look like those tasteless working class tits you get who dont wana look like they're tasteless working class tits but cant help dressing like tasteless working class tits becaues theyre tasteless working class tits
wonder what working classes will resort to after its proven brexit can't make things good again.
shit, turn her back around mate
Image looks like a rorke version of Mecca. Horseshoe theory is real.
>I am a cunt
>please dont filter me
I laughed
Oh yeah? What else then
Good evening lads. Have you ever stopped to consider that your entire worldview is constructed matrixesque style but not to disguise the fact you're a useless battery but that you in fact just a go yes yes we all know that but focusing on the point that everything you do is because of the frame of mind you've been hypnotised into and as you are in it you cannot see out of it, like you can't see over the hill from bottom
The jews have really done a number on you basically
correction: a very specific unmentionable fetish
nonce
Anything more soy than reading a book?
fascinating mate
*turns around and talks to someone else*
how do you know it's not a lad on the other side of the glory hole?
stopped reading at G
yeh probably
charge the wankers a modest fee and that'll cover the cost of the bogs
Like Plato's cave I guess but Berger's TV
exhibiting myself
good post
Deb
dano man
how can tekashi 69 be rattin from the pen lyk tha
maaaad
yute must ave a deathwish
Still haven't purchased David Camerons book
stopped reading at matrixesque
Who to blame for a trained maimed brain?
blog on
nobody should into glory holes without being open to that. the whole point is you can't know if they're m/f, black/white, 45 or 25 etc
Haven't pulled during freshers yet but I've got another 5 days so should be fine really
>owen jones is 35
jesus christ he looks so young
Actually I am a new model man, enjoy your spiral into Kali Yuga though mate
pet nigger just disappeared into a glory hole
The reason i thought that is because i made a ham sandiwch and said "dass a big ham sandwich" in a coon voice and it got me thinking that the jews have infiltrated my pysche whether i like it or not, whether im "racist" or not, but theyve done this with other things too which is just basics of propaganda init but, still, i was just wondering how deep it all goes
The allegory of Patrick Berger
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