No Death Cab For Ugly? Ugly Has To Walk?

Whatever the word could be for "the psychological equivalent of bloodletting"

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there isn't enough of creepy Jopson out there

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On November 26th 1993 in Madrid, Thom recorded an acoustic rendition of Bullet Proof for the Spanish national radio channel Radio 3. 

This version features a third verse, which is only documented in this recording

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all my rowdy friends have settled down (hank williams jr cover) - elliott smith

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Amy Winehouse singing in a fans bedroom with only a keyboard, broadcast to the Chris Evan’s Breakfast Show, December 6th, 2006

[dylaissante]

“Bob scared the hell out of me. He was so skinny he looked like he was about to die. And the concert was a disaster."

-Françoise Hardy

[2001hz]

Yoshitomo Nara: 'Kitty in a Puddle' (1999)

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dealer: This one is called death on the nile. Straight gas

me: I don’t feel shi…….. There’s a cobra in my bed

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we’re in the thick of it now

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[boykeats]

On November 5, 1917, 100 years ago today, Wilfred Owen wrote a gorgeous love letter to fellow gay World War I poet Siegfried Sassoon. It continues to be one of my favorite love letters of all time.

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Know that since mid-September, when you still regarded me as a tiresome little knocker on your door, I held you as Keats +Christ + Elijah + my Colonel + my father-confessor + Amenophis IV in profile.

What’s that mathematically?

In effect it is this: that I love you, dispassionately, so much, so very much, dear Fellow, that the blasting little smile you wear on reading this can’t hurt me in the least.

If you consider what the above Names have severally done for me, you will know what you were doing. And you have fixed my Life – however short. You did not light me: I was always a mad comet; but you have fixed me. I spun round you a satellite for a month, but I shall swing out soon, a dark star in the orbit of where you will blaze.

/end text]

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Is it possible to live a whole life in a dying empire? As if I don’t know the answer already is yes

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breathing int he got steam from my kettle Like Hello.

[unalivejournal]

heated rivalry severely underutilized 2016 snapchat as a plot device

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im gonna say something like Well shoot me at a professional setting and subtly silently destroy my career

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when someone asks if radar is a virgin and he says i really don’t know like okaywe got a Radar sexual trauma moment

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“Card that says Sorry i fell in love with the idea of you I made this idea in my head (of you ) from my memories And desires not knowing what would happen. I guess it’s normal but maybe not also i don’t know how to be friends right now because my head is torturing me. Sorry And I love you And i’m sorry And i love you and i love you.” This is how i feel right now