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Someday I am gonna write a story about a daughter waking up in her dead mother’s body, and she would have access to all her mother’s memories and then lives as her mother for one day.
But the plot gonna be really simple as she will do nothing but to cry her eyes out the whole time.
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What Katie Did
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Funny that my husky can’t stand any harmonica, and for keyboard he can handle proper songs but if someone plays random notes he howls angrily. Which means whenever I try to learn keyboard he gets annoyed.😑


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The canine choir (feat. daddy on harmonica and conducted by uncle Carl) finally performs! “A bit flat Narco!” Cr. leahmaudling on IG.
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a drunk carlos kicking the mic peter has to sing into (x)
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@distantvictories it's my favorite scene that breaks my heart to pieces, but I still love it very much. But I cry every time 😭😭😭
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I need to rewatch Staged, all three seasons.
Besides Peter&Carl, this show was the only thing that saved me from my isolation and numbness. It just reminded me that I need to connect with people, which can be hard when living in a foreign country.

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“People who you think you might fall in love with you try and hurt somehow. Not necessarily physically but emotionally, socially and brainiacally. All those early meetings were filled with spite and tension. It was fits and starts, boozy encounters in smoky little cellars, violent parties. He was just this wild fella, completely out of control which kind of drew me to him because there’s no way in really.”
— Pete Doherty on meeting Carl Barat, from Kids in the Riot (via ohsososophisticated)
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I asked Peter to sign my cigarette pack because I didn’t have anything else on me…

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“Ladyshambles gig”, Babyshambles in Cologne, may 2006, part 1
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Carl: “Pete’s insistent on driving around in his boo boo mobile. It’s like a little caravan.”
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Didn’t sleep well last night. It was actually scary ’cause my brain just kept auto-playing Carl’s stage dive scene underneath my dreams, and I would wake up with my heart racing. I couldn’t stop it, pretty much like how I would respond to a traumatic event. Why?
Honestly, I just felt bad that I was drunk and couldn’t recall any details, and I wish I had said something meaningful to him or prepared some gifts or whatever. But I know it doesn’t really matter, it was a short interaction, but beautiful and sweet, and it’s enough for me. Why would I torture myself like this?
This whole morning I was listening to The Milkman’s Horse. Perfect for my mood.



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Another angle for the kisses collection
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For the kisses collection. Mexico
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I cannot even rewatched the pics and videos of the concert. It is too much ahhhhh my heart ahhhh 怕幸福得晕厥过去啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊
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