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jimmorrisonfants · 8 months
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(1985) The Smiths - The Headmaster Ritual
Madrid 1987
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untsra · 2 years
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ok so im probobly going to just use this acc for camra dumping or something since i have my other acc for ff now
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fairyseven7 · 8 months
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cozmikvi · 1 year
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'22 .Wrapped
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zerosswag · 2 years
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★My favorite picture of myself★
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tameable50 · 10 days
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Why don't you like the Alternitive Rock songs? (Jenny was a friend of mine, Boulevard of broken dreams, Mr. Brightside, ect.)
I just really hate anything even the slightest bit loud
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ruishusband · 12 days
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𝜗𝜚 average fanfic enjoyer and writer ⋅˚₊ ୨ 🐻‍❄️ ๋࣭ ⭑
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➢ ﹔introvert
➢ ﹔cat person
➢ ﹔my bday is sept 24
➢ ﹔in way too many fandoms
➢ ﹔alternitive metal+rock luvr :3
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HOLA. Hoy les comparto una App que he diseñado GRATIS para ANDROID, con los mejores TONOS DE LLAMADA con Musica de ROCK ALTERNITICO EN ESPAÑOL, Descárgala y disfrútala.
HELLO. Today I am sharing an App that I have designed FREE for ANDROID, with the best RINGTONES with ALTERNITIC ROCK MUSIC IN SPANISH, Download it and enjoy it.
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hollywoodtitan · 2 years
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josephignatz · 3 years
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(Joseph Ignatz)
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Can I just say I’m pretty addicted to Ween’s Ocean Man and its covers? 
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vvwine · 5 years
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Pale at the sight of the wall of you
So love, lay me blind
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mo0nbugs · 3 years
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The bride's of house Dracula
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vanillabeans0up · 4 years
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concept playlists :)
after the sun sets each night, you sneak out, shimmy down your window and speed across the road to join all of your friends and intriguing strangers, dressed in their funkiest clothes, at a dance party in an abandoned warehouse
you’re shipping off to your solo journey to pluto. you jam out, dancing in zero gravity in your spaceship as you watch the stars flickering in the distance
after running away, starting your new life, you return home to tie up loose ends. you realize how much you have grown and don’t click with your old friends anymore, but find comfort in your new self
you meet a beautiful stranger in a cafe. you spark conversation and fall in love with her mysterious smile. she slides you a napkin with her number and a line of beautiful poetry. you hold the napkin in your hand imagining dancing with her, twirling around the kitchen, making your morning coffee
the love of your life has just married someone else. you’re sitting alone at the bar, imagining yourself in their partners shoes as they slow dance. you melt into the background, sipping your cocktail, wondering if you should just find a beautiful stranger to fall in love with for the night
after years of hard work, you finally moved to new york city, but the big apple isn’t all you hoped. your dreams dull but you’re still working to have your big break. you’re growing tired and jaded, starving for success
late at night, at a house party, you feel overwhelmed by the pounding music so you go out onto the balcony to get a breath of fresh air. someone is already out there, and they seem farmiliar and warm. you sit together and chat into the chilly air for what feels like hours. you feel calm for the first time in months. your friend comes out to find you, and the stranger vanishes. perhaps it was a ghost, or your guardian angel. you don’t know what you believe in.
slow dancing alone in a field of flowers as rain soaks your nicest party dress/suit. crying and laughing and singing to the sky
you thought starting life over would be easier than this. you’ve escaped the horrors of your past through the witness protection program, but you’re overwhelmed with a sadness for the loss of who you were... when you were still young and innocent. now you sleep with a knife under your pillow and drink alone each night, asking the moon to rewind time
after a night of intense partying and chaos it’s a beautiful morning. you drink green tea with peaceful music crackling from the old radio and a breeze gently gracing your face. you feel clean and content as you flip through the newspaper
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bleachedvi0let · 4 years
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Red haired Kurt, 1992 ❤️
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