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Luke, of the Wirral variety.
Est. February 1992, UK.
Wannabe poet and artist-on-a-break.

I have a less tumbloggy blog:
Sourced from inside,
and I've even started to vlog.
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my new fashion blog,
The Emperor's Nu clothes.
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"Be in Love with your life. Every detail of it."
Jack Kerouac

If you're on Twitter or Instagram, let me know. Follow me @LukeFazak



Eclectic picking and choosing of things that I enjoy and things that cross my mind...

Like a scrapbook with some of my thoughts scrawled across the pages.

Lover of sushi, green tea and miso soup,
I like words and fireworks and lakes and laughing
and beautiful architecture and people who just be themselves.

I like wearing slippers without socks and drinking cold orange juice.
I have no idea what I'll do with my life in terms of career.

X-StarWarPokéDoctorLordOfThePotter geek and proud. Also a major Buffy Buff. I ♥ that girl.

Immediately after I follow you, be ready for me to decimate your archive as I reblog after reblog...

Photo's aren't mine, unless I say so;
click throughs provided when possible;
removal at request.

This is what I'm here for...
My pieces | My instagram | My poems | My me

The worlds of fame and fortune bleed together,

And suddenly you realise,

The word,

“Celebrity”,

Means nothing at all.

And sleep will come, in the darkest of nights.
When you need it most, sleep will come.
To calm your fire and settle your mind.

And if you’re lucky, dreams won’t bite.

There’s always a calm, a sadness and a wait.


…And a dwelling. On what’s to come and what could be.
On what’s happened before and what you foresee.

A wait, while you stand alone, and silence yourself.
Just before you work up the storm.
To fight the fight.
The long battle.
Through the ache, the unknowing.
To happiness and success?

To accomplishment.

I cry I cry I cry.

But I shed no tear.

I laugh, I grin, I smile.

But it doesn’t appear.

I feel it all, every flame so bright,

But it’s all inside, not real, not right.

Which is mine and which is yours?

These feelings rife, these are my flaws.

(Source: justfannyaround)

In all that is happened, in all that we’ve done.

It’s almost over, the battle is won.

And the wind will blow, and the snow will fall, But in the end, we will stand tall.
if-you-leave: brent llanes And a flame may burn, And leave me scarred, Inside me you remain. On my heart your name is charred. By Luke.
Sparks lit up our skies, they burnt like fireflies. Their shining light, it’s burning bright, They dance, inflamed, into night. By Luke.
This thing of light, we have of Love,We share, it flies, on the wings of a dove.We are but one, of soul and mind,This thing we have, is hard to find.Nuture, solice, joining hands, It’s in our hearts, defying lands.Defying time, and all that’s near,There’s nothing left, for us to fear.In time and space, it’s what I see,You’ll be the one, the one for me. By Luke.
This unmade bed, this aching head,These words we’ve left, remain unsaid. By Luke.
Thaw my frozen heart and mind, Warm it up deep inside,Crack this ice, break right through,I need you now, just me and you.By Luke.
floralflowers: (by dadou~) This stack of rocks beside me, above these billowing waves,Standing still in these surroundings, the water gently shaves.Scraping down my sidelines, erode me into dust,Tear me down to sand dunes, I take it, I’m not fussed.You can have me if you want me, white horses riding high,I need the sea, like you need me, without us, we would die. By Luke.
prevailing: (by Terrini) Colours all clear and blue, pure and green,Before us here, can all be seen.Stop all the watches, close all the doors,Pause for a minute, stop pacing the floors.What we have here, sits true in our hands,Don’t let us lose it, through fingers run sands. By Luke.
I feel like I just removed a stone from a horse’s hoof.

But it was a seed from my molar tooth.

These bends, these turns, these winding roads,Inside these streets, our lives we fold.
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