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I thrive on the intent to make you happy; to turn the worst moments you have into a moment of pure joy and laughter. Because when you’re captivated, it’s the most appealing thing I’ve come to witness from you.

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5secondsofhotaussies:

Sweaty band members are sexy band members.

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I JUST FINISHED MASS EFFECT 2

I JUST WANTED TO SAVE THE UNIVERSE

AND NOW IM REALLY SAD BECAUSE I HAD SO MANY FEELS

MY CREW COULD HAVE DIED

I ALMOST RAN OUT OF AMMO

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tattooed-disappointment:

So i got a new record player and instead of throwing it out I’m giving it away

What you get
My Old record player.. obviously
you’ll also get some vynals that i’ve acquired 2 copy’s of over the years
The records are:
The weight that you buried- Knuckle Puck
We don’t have each other- Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
Home, like no place is there- The Hotelier
American Football 2 disk reissue- American Football
Sports- Modern Baseball
You’re gonna miss it all- Modern Baseball
Youth- Citizen
Letters home- Defeater
Take this to your grave- Fall Out Boy
Forgettable (signed by the band)- Sorority Noise
Dulce- Heart to Heart
Heart to Heart- 
Heart to Heart
The Greatest Generation- The Wonder Years
The Upsides- The Wonder Years
Suburbia I’ve Given You All and Now I’m Nothing- The Wonder Years

Rules
You must be following me at the time of the drawing unfollow after whatever
reblog as many times as you like
likes also count
winner will be chosen Aug 31st

tattooed-disappointment:

So i got a new record player and instead of throwing it out I’m giving it away

What you get
My Old record player.. obviously
you’ll also get some vynals that i’ve acquired 2 copy’s of over the years
The records are:
The weight that you buried- Knuckle Puck
We don’t have each other- Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
Home, like no place is there- The Hotelier
American Football 2 disk reissue- American Football
Sports- Modern Baseball
You’re gonna miss it all- Modern Baseball
Youth- Citizen
Letters home- Defeater
Take this to your grave- Fall Out Boy
Forgettable (signed by the band)- Sorority Noise
Dulce- Heart to Heart
Heart to Heart- 
Heart to Heart
The Greatest Generation- The Wonder Years
The Upsides- The Wonder Years
Suburbia I’ve Given You All and Now I’m Nothing- The Wonder Years

Rules
You must be following me at the time of the drawing unfollow after whatever
reblog as many times as you like
likes also count
winner will be chosen Aug 31st

itsmuke:

make me choose // anon asked: sleepy michael or stage michael?

sunuptosundown:

twenty|one|pilots // title lyrics (1/5)

allthesewordsunsaid:

I actually really like it when a girl is protective and possessive over me, when she claims me and gets jealous over me. When she’s not scared to put me in my place whenever I need to be put and tells me about the shit she doesn’t like me doing. I dig that shit

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"I’m not used to being wanted"
6 Word Poem  (via emoties)

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"

You have 6 tattoos.
Full lips. Good, strong hands.
You have 7 freckles on your back,
they map out the big dipper.

You have a scar on your left arm
you carved in high school.
The first time you pulled off your t shirt
I traced the line with my fingers and fell in love
with your strength.

You are a hero
for living from that moment
to this one. You never need to apologize
for how you chose to survive

Your body is a map I know every inch of
and if anyone else
were to kiss me, all they would taste
is your name.

"
Clementine von Radics (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)

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"I’m addicted to writing poetry that makes girls’ knees weak and filling in dark spaces with words about those who will never love me because I’m a masochist and a little too easy to forget. But you already knew that. So I’ll keep everyone else at bay and the warmest thing I’ve had near me is coffee and the smell of someone else’s sheets. Why find myself when I can lose all hope inside someone else? Who knows, maybe luck will strike me like the slam of a beer on a table and this one will last. Maybe I’ll get lucky at last. But I’m not counting on it. My bet is I get slapped and the red stays on my face until I’m 6 feet deep in my early grave. Don’t worry darling, I’m far from being saved. At least I know it this time around. Doesn’t mean I won’t try my hardest until my knees hit the ground."

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