dolenz:

Lyra always messes up or makes up words on accident and as much as I tease her about it, it’s adorable and always makes me laugh.

All the cool kids do it.

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I hate that so many people judge others by how they treat their parents, because (I’m sorry, but) I refuse to respect someone who doesn’t respect me, and that doesn’t make me a bad person: it makes me someone who stands up for myself. I’m not saying I’m ever rude or disrespectful without reason, but I’m sick of the mentality on here that it’s fair to judge people by their relationship with their parents when some of our parents are the ones who cause the conflict.

Drinking game idea: Watch any interview/documentary/music video/etc. of John Lennon and take a shot every time someone quotes “Imagine” as a means to accuse him of hypocrisy.

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Anonymous: I saw you reblogged that post that said you'd like to get a love letter from a rock star in you ask, so I copied and pasted some actual Jim Morrison Poetry for you . (I hope your name is Lyra, I thought I remembered it being that)

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Omg, that was so sweet! I really like how you used Jim’s actual poetry, because now I can pretend I was his muse haha. Thank you, bb! (´ ▽ ` )ノ ♥ (And my name is Lyra.~)

Anonymous: Lyra, In the gloom In the shady living room where we lived & died & laughed & cried. & the pride of our relationship took hold that summer What a trip To hold your hand & tell the cops you’re not 16 no runaway The wino left a little in the old blue desert bottle Cattle skulls the cliche of rats who skim the trees in search of fat Hip children invade the grounds & sleep in the wet grass ’til the dogs rush out I’m going South! Love, Jim.

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dorkfeyrac:

people that are dorks but also sexually attractive need to either stay away from me or get very very close to me