Top: The strained posturing as I pretend to be sad about Baroness Thatcher’s death.
Below: The very real discontent as I watch a modern Paul McCartney concert.
I'm Thomas McDonald
I'm Scottish
I was born in 1993
This blog is a visual airing of my (and hopefully your) interests.
Read some Poetry/Essays I've written on the respective pages, links below.
Best Regards.
Poems Essays Ask me anything
Cunts sat there greetin’ tae “There is a Light…”. Missin’ the humour ‘n’aw that know?
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- Morrissey
Just gonna periodically remind folk of the level of hate for Thatcher in her own country. Can’t be letting her escape into history as anything other than a monster.
tumblrbot asked: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Finding out after all this time that the reason people never asked me questions was because I never had the bloody thing turned on!
- Ask away folks, av even got anonymous on so you can be as horrible as you like. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Cannonball Adderly - Mercy, Mercy, Mercy!
Me: Can I have one of these? (Sesame Snaps)
Mum: ….
Me: I’m not gonna take one unless you say yes.
Mum: Yes!
Me: That’s how you work isn’t it!? Saying nothing to guilt trip me into feeling bad for having one, ruining any pleasure it was supposed to give me. This is one of the many small things contributing to the climate of unease in this house!
Mum: Stop analysing life! You analyse life so much you don’t live it!
Me: *Laughing* This is like a Woody Allen film!
Mum: Aye, you’re like a character out a Woody Allen film; always talking shite!
— Dylan
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PlayRapture - Blondie
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Vine needs to be stopped
Spitted my whole water out, fam.
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well here’s me on a bench in my Andy Warhol outfit
(the wind fucked up my Andy-hair but I’ll fix it later)
remember...
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“Don’t you mean SOME men?”— Ancient Male Proverb (via michaelpalin)
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Winter Light dir. Ingmar Bergman, 1962
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i made a makeup tutorial for all my fellow feminists out there bye
jfc
watch it
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PlayUnderwear - Pulp
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Jarvis Cocker
