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I'm Brandon ▲. 17. Perth. Yeah.
This Tumblr is for me, if you don't like it, I really don't care. I could put a bunch of wise pretentious bullshit here, but no. I love music, photography, good grammar, flowers, fashion, tea, intellectual wank, classic literature, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, cardigans and curly brown hair. Feel free to talk to me about anything, if you have an ask box, nine times out of ten I'll post my response in there so you don't have to worry about others seeing it. My favourite colour is white. I love yellow balloons. My language at times isn't exactly elegant, and I apologise for that in advance. The power and beauty if words is so beautifully, frightfully gorgeous. I will always have a love of speech, and words. Simple little sounds that we can comprehend; become so confronted by, scared by, hurt by. Words really are...Indescribable. Humans never cease to frighten me, I can never understand humans whether that be me, or any other person on this planet. What I'm incapable of understanding, frightens me, and I think that's where my general loathing for the human race sprouts from. People are so erratic, and everyone is so different, this frightens me. There's a lot of things in life that frighten me really. It's not usual things like spiders or heights or clowns, it's more being frightened of the unknown, frightened of tomorrow, and even more wary of yesterday. I'm afraid of people, we're so aggressive, competitive, and essentially insolent. I do realise that that's a massive generalisation, however, I'm frightened of people in general. Every day I wake up and feel that I need to impress someone, to be better than someone, to always win an argument, to just simply do better than someone else. I hate that, I really do, however, I can't help it. I think the person I am most afraid of is myself. Surely I should be able to understand myself. Why I am the way I am, why, why, why - But I can't. And that frightens me. If you have any questions, queries or doubtful points feel free to ask. Smile... Also, boobs.