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Keaton Henson songs featured on In The Flesh

(via kierenwaiker)

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If you must die
Die knowing your life
was my life’s best part

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Pain and loss, they define us as much as happiness or love. Whether it’s a world, or a relationship… Everything has its time. And everything ends

(Source: poilcebox, via doctorwhoblog)

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You were the first and the last. You are the one that liveth and was dead, and behold, you are alive for evermore.
You’re what’s meant to be. They’re lying to you, Simon, they’re lying to you. They’ll say anything to survive. Don’t trust them.

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i keep thinking about this moment it’s so important. 

yeah, you could absolutely write off simon’s shell-shocked reverence here as part of the supposed revelation that kieren is the first risen, but i think it’s more than that. i think even more it’s about what’s actually happening between them, which is:

1) he did the makeup and the contacts and the awkward family lunch, all after laying it on the line for kieren, that he wasn’t trying to convert him, or trick him, that he really would do whatever kieren asked of him, and here is kieren in silent apology telling him he did good, he did right, but he was wrong to ask in the first place

2) up until this point, simon’s seen kieren stand up to him, but only in the way that denies him or refuses his supposed missions or morals about the undead. now, simon’s seen kieren stand up for himself, to other people, but in a way that affirms his — kieren’s — own experience as a person (living or dead or undead) as valid, as important, as not a joke, or a biblical pawn, but as his own life

3) this is probably literally the most simultaneously innocent and intimate thing that has ever happened in simon’s life, tbh. jesus christ when do you think was the last time anybody looked at simon monroe like that. more importantly, when was the last time anybody touched simon monroe like that.

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         i wear this crown of thorns, upon my liar’s chair.
               full of [ b r o k e n ] thoughts i cannot repair.

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I know that I shall meet my fate