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“mother i must feed.”
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greenday924-blog1 · 6 years
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When the whole party is down but your bard is up
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awkward how reassuring i find this
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green day: i walk these empty streets on the boulevard of broken dreams when the city sleeps and i’m the only one and i walk alone
eight year old me:
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“I still have nightmares about falling behind in my classes. I’ll have these dreams where I’m getting an incomplete in class. When I was going in to drop out of high school, I gave one teacher the dropout slip. He just looked at me and said ‘who are you?’”
— Billie Joe Armstrong, 1995 (source)
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“That’s one thing I hate about the new mainstream [punk]: blatant violence. We get lumped into this bandwagon of this fucked up mentality. To me punk rock was about being silly, bringing a carpet to Gilman Street and rolling your friends up in it and spinning it in circles. Or having a pit with people on tricycles or Big Wheels. The whole thing had a serious message to people, but at the same time it was silly, and people weren’t afraid to talk about love. It’s a different thing going on now.”
— Billie Joe Armstrong (source)
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JOHNNY: So, you’re one of them screamer types, too, huh?
Johnny Bravo and the Amazon Women (1997) dir. Van Partible
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Paranormal investigator Brad Mac and his team were spending a night in the Cage, in St Osyth village in Essex. The property served as a prison for those convicted of witchcraft in the Elizabethan era. One of the members of his team, Debbie started acting strangely throughout the night. 
According to Brad, Debbie’s appearance started to change in front of his eyes. Her nose becomes strangely pointed, her eyes darken, with a malevolent glint - and her mouth seems to stretch into a demonic grimace. She became unrecognisable. This is a screenshot of the video taken. 
After her ordeal, Debbie comes downstairs and begins clawing at her back, complaining that it’s burning. Her jumper is then pulled up to reveal four long burn marks that look like fingers, along with one long burn mark going up the back of her neck. Beyond creepy. (Source)
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greenday924-blog1 · 6 years
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I’m back bitches
Been a while but probably will not continue with my stories since I have yet to continue and lost chapters to them when my phone got messed up.Since I’m back I might switch up the account a little but that don’t stop me for being a freaky hoe fo’ Billie Joe,stay horny my friends.
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I feel attacked
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”All the money…is going to the kids at the border who do not have legal representation. I’m matching every fucking dollar here tonight. Because the people here across the southern borders, they’re our fucking neighbors. They are not criminals. These are not intruders. We have to be better neighbors to our southern border. Because Donald Trump is not gonna fucking do it, but we fucking will. Because that’s what we do here in the state of California!”
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