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Aug 23, 2014 / 5,227 notes

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A really crappy snapchat picture of me at the mall trying to be Brianna Lance (because I’m flipping you off lol)
Aug 23, 2014

A really crappy snapchat picture of me at the mall trying to be Brianna Lance (because I’m flipping you off lol)

Aug 22, 2014 / 1,705 notes
  • PM: For the next questions, I'm going to say the title of your songs, and you tell me the first word that comes to mind. The first one is "I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor."
  • Matt Helders: Number one.
  • PM: "Fake Tales Of San Francisco."
  • Matt Helders: Funky.
  • PM: "Still Take You Home."
  • Matt Helders: Ex-girlfriends.
  • PM: "Dancing Shoes."
  • Matt Helders: This is gonna be more than word, but "looking for love."
  • PM: "Ritz to the Rubble."
  • Matt Helders: Doormen, or bouncers.
  • PM: "Red Light."
  • Matt Helders: Taxis.
  • PM: "View From the Afternoon"
  • Matt Helders: Clubbing.
  • PM: "Vampires Is a Bit Strong But ."
  • Matt Helders: Drum solo. That's my time to shine. [Laughs.]
  • PM: "You Probably Couldn't See."
  • Matt Helders: Secret love.
  • PM: "Sun Goes Down."
  • Matt Helders: Scummy. That's what the song used to be called. It's what it's known as sometimes, but it's not the actual name.
  • PM: "Mardy Bum"
  • Matt Helders: Girlfriends.
  • PM: "Certain Romance"
  • Matt Helders: Classic.
Aug 22, 2014 / 19,252 notes

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Aug 22, 2014 / 899 notes

blackhairjack:

Do you ever find yourself sitting on tumblr blogging about a band while listening to that band and wearing a shirt of that band and you realize just how into it you are

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Aug 22, 2014 / 340,005 notes
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Chris Tomson by Travis W Keyes
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Aug 22, 2014 / 29 notes
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p33tur:

Tell me, what it is that you see with your stolen eyes And you’re singing: one, two, three - open up my eyes My twin, he tends to be me, he walks abroad, he likes the broads While I smoke and shake alone at home, chewing on my bone Smash big boulders into stones, till I don’t need no bit of faith Need no human race Though I read every review, no one’s got a fucking clueSold his soul and bought new shoes You never choose, You’re born to lose By the end of the road, come on, I need to know. Like to craft the songs state where you belong and if you come from nowhere, you’ll end up straight back there.
Aug 22, 2014 / 339 notes

p33tur:

Tell me, what it is that you see with your stolen eyes
And you’re singing: one, two, three - open up my eyes

My twin, he tends to be me, he walks abroad, he likes the broads
While I smoke and shake alone at home, chewing on my bone
Smash big boulders into stones, till I don’t need no bit of faith
Need no human race
Though I read every review, no one’s got a fucking clue
Sold his soul and bought new shoes
You never choose, You’re born to lose
By the end of the road, come on, I need to know.

Like to craft the songs state where you belong
and if you come from nowhere, you’ll end up straight back there.

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Aug 22, 2014 / 28 notes

orange450046:

Harrison Koisser can’t get enough

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Aug 22, 2014 / 1,130 notes

wetheurban:

PHOTOGRAPHY: Self-Portraits by Mariell Amélie

London-based contemporary photographer Mariell Amélie has been working on her self portraits for over 8 years by now and has collected some pretty amazing shots from her travels around the world.

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Aug 22, 2014 / 164 notes

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