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jamsofthepast:

September | Earth, Wind & Fire

(via frenums)

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8 hours ago

tnawl:

The Departure by Michael Nyman from Gattaca

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Posted
1 week ago

re-donee:

I never said anything that I didn’t mean.

(via fckthestate)

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Posted
2 weeks ago

idontlikekittens:

Arctic Monkeys - From The Ritz to the Rumble

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40
Posted
2 weeks ago

xystis:

Atrophy - The Antlers

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103
Posted
2 weeks ago

radioflowers:

I’m so tired of the rain
falling softly on the ground.

Just enough to get my feet wet,
but not enough to let me drown.

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14008
Posted
2 weeks ago

sarahdragon:

One if my favourite tbs songs.

(Source: settripper)

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Posted
3 weeks ago

lostboys14:

"What can you do when you’re not getting sober?
It’s hard to admit but you’re always feeling alone.
A few miles down as the streets count backwards, I realize it’s true.
Everything reminds me of you.”

(via uvlpix)

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3311
Posted
3 weeks ago

panicatthedanetrain:

Things I DO NOT want:

  • Another pretty face
  • Just anyone to hold
  • My love to go to waste

Things I DO want:

  • You
  • Your beautiful soul

(via lumpyrug)

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244150
Posted
3 weeks ago

can-you-not-feel-my-heart:

Well I’m so tired of the rain falling softly on the ground,
Just enough to get my feet wet but not enough to let me drown.
I’ve been laying in my bed wishing I had never woken, 
Begging god to rid my head of every word you’ve ever spoken.
Broke my knuckles on the wall because I thought about the call.
Where you said you’d always love me, do you not tell the truth at all?
Well if I ever cross your mind, make sure you write down the times, 
So I will know the moments I was eating you alive.

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Posted
3 weeks ago

He isn’t true
He beats me too
What can I do?

(Source: salsmineo)

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Posted
4 weeks ago

unlucky-number:

Andrew Jackson Jihad - Two-Headed Boy (Neutral Milk Hotel Cover)

Two headed boy,
With pulleys and weights,
Creating a radio played just for two,
In the parlor with a moon across her face.
And through the music she sweetly displays,
Silver speakers that sparkle all day.
Made for his lover who’s floating and choking with her hands, across her face,
And in the dark we will take off our clothes,
And they’ll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine,
And when all is breaking,
Everything that you could keep beside,
Now your eyes ain’t moving,
Now they just lay there in their climb.

Sweet

(via what-is-this-i-dont-even)

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858
Posted
4 weeks ago

guiltregret:

Bloodhound Gang “No Hard Feelings”

It ain’t my job
to fuck you on our birthday
Ain’t my job
to fuck you on your birthday anymore… 


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1 month ago
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