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I love it more and more with every listen (and, for the record, it’s already my ringtone). they’re SO back.
Dad asked me to go buy him cigarettes and I did and the lady who served me used to be a teachers aide when I was in primary school and she literally shook her head and sighed and I’m so ashamed of myself even though they’re not for me, and because I live in a small town everyone is going to know about it and that’s not ok
derangedradio Asked:why yes hello and thank you, eek! hmm five facts ok
1. I have a crippling fear of failure, meaning that I will push myself beyond my capacity in order to NOT disappoint. even when someone says ‘next time can you do this differently’ when I was never shown how to do something, I feel like slime for hours. I cannot handle achieving anything less than perfection.
2. I’ve seen like 15 bands this year and I’m upset because that’s not enough
3. I dropped out of high school twice
4. uh… I’m hungry?
Baby, be mine!
STEAL HIS STYLE: John Frusciante
1 Hanes crew sock ($9)
1962 Fender Stratocaster ($32,500)
(Source: especially-in-michigan)
He looks like someone who can’t drink anything without his little pinky popping up as he sips
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I’ve never seen this picture of Josh Homme and Trent Reznor before.
(Source: fuckjerry)
spookiest thing just happened: I was laying in bed dozing off when suddenly the TV in the living room turned itself up super super loud, and Heroes by David Bowie was playing, which caught my attention because we were talking about that song only today, then I can hear the song as an even louder…
spookiness continues: this morning my 100% skeptic atheist no nothing Dad informs us that last night, around half an hour before our spooky incident, he was in bed watching TV, heard someone running along the gravel footpath (‘no way was it a roo’ he says), the curtains moved and he saw someone standing at the window looking in, then they disappeared right in front of him. he decided it was an intruder that noticed him and left. ok, ok. plus the candle is still going.
spookiest thing just happened: I was laying in bed dozing off when suddenly the TV in the living room turned itself up super super loud, and Heroes by David Bowie was playing, which caught my attention because we were talking about that song only today, then I can hear the song as an even louder echoed, distorted muffle with a second long delay from the other end of the house and I kinda stiffen and my Brother calls out. he asked if I was playing heroes to scare him. I said no and told him that it was playing in the living room and I heard the weird interferencey thing too and he went all chicken. basically we think the song was playing through my airplay stereo that he’d borrowed, but none of our phones etc were connected to it and no one was listening to Heroes- definitely not listening to it a minute behind the recording on TV. then we accidentally woke Mum up and when we tried to turn a couple of battery candles off they wouldn’t go out. so we have spooky Bowie and candles that are flickering even though they’re not turned on.
the line ‘head while I’m driving’ from sex on fire was so great back in 2008 as a giggly 13 year old school kid.
#Times Like These is playing on TV and I'm happy sad because this song kicks me in the emotions
Sonic Highways with the Hazybug. she pulled herself up to groove to Heart Shaped Box and end up climbing me until I stopped watching and paid attention to her dancing.