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@broken-beatles
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i love how in the third gif you can see the exact moment when its not Sam anymore it is obviously Jared.
You can see them break character for half a second it’s fucking adorable
Jared’s laugh Jensen nodding to keep filming
when finals are here
The 1970′s
It physically hurts me that I will never see Led Zeppelin live
I was 12yrs old & cliched or not, this moment, live on MTV (or as live as MTV would allow) changed my life
*credit to the maker, whoever you are
Ringo Starr, 1981
Mick Jagger & Chrissie Shrimpton
*goes to bed listening to the ramones* *wakes up wearing a leather jacket*
*goes to bed listening to Led Zeppelin* *wakes up with the sexiest hair ever*
*goes to the bed listening to Red hot chili peppers* *wakes up wearing only a sock*
*Goes to bed listening to Megadeth* *Wakes up dead*
*goes to bed listening to Queen*
*wakes up wearing a silvery glittery unitard*
*goes to bed listening to Pink Floyd*
*wakes up woke*
*goes to bed listening to The Beatles*
*wakes up with a bowl cut*
*goes to bed listening to Metallica*
*sleeps with one eye open*
*goes to bed listening to Rammstein* *wakes up German and on fire*
*goes to bed listening to AC/DC* *wakes up from being shaken all night long*
Led Zeppelin at the Marquee Club in London, October 18th, 1968.
*man with long hair walks by* me: *gasps*
always accurate