Hello, the name's Adel (rhymes with "paddle").
I like music and funny shit. Cheers.
Facebook of the World: May

Unlike the manic depressive judgemental pricks on Failblog, I find this funny.
It’s a comfort that’s discovered between two sets of eyes. It’s the hand that stills the other, that shakes like candlelight.
Tandem
I’d rather kill a stupid flower, and spread its seeds around
Until a garden with our bullet laden morals will be found.
-A Plateful of Our Dead
That is the most beautiful verse I have ever heard. I nearly cry every time I hear it. I don’t think Protest the Hero realizes how amazing their album “Kezia” really is. Lyrical masterpiece.
A distant crash. Vibrations form my personal currency. A lifeline, a sweatbox, the linear mind as one.
Specular Reflection
Home. The empty space of home. All I’ve known is gone. All I’ve loved is lost. Silence.
Lunar Wilderness


