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Squeee, met the beautiful & sweet @racheldarling_ today! Safe journey to Paris tomorrow lady 💕

I completed instagram with @gennarocontaldo and now twitter with Andrew WK. Done with social media now. It’s been real!

It’s a full moon, denim is tight And my flannel shirt is reaking out Run for you life, cover your eyes I don’t want you to see me party this hard

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It’s a full moon, denim is tight And my flannel shirt is reaking out Run for you life, cover your eyes I don’t want you to see me party this hard

keith buckley (via kattweaver)

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Get Cape, Wear Cape, Fly. - Call Me Ishmael

You are not your job, and you are not the clothes you wear, you are the words that leave your mouth so speak up, speak up loud, for none of us want to sit, in evaluations taking notes for hours, we’re all sick and tired of waiting, lets set sail.

And fatigues soon ignored, as your feet hit the board, or the beat hits the floor, these are the moments that we live for, the ones who constantly try, to appease our nine to fives they are the ones that justify, all the things that we forsake.

Why do we look to the tide when, we find that our minds are getting stale, why does it bag me this place on the waves, and are we looking for meaning, from demeaning, the soul destroying task, we do all the time on the shore.

I saw Get Cape for the first time in almost three, maybe four years on Saturday, and it was really, really good. He didn’t actually play THIS track, but I remember being absolutely hooked on it when he released just before his first album. It’s an absolutely fantastic pop song, and the video, featuring people escaping from boring job situations, was great as well.

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Music that has stayed with more for all the years. Have been listening to his Chronicle series - it’s been such a walk down memory lane, so many old photos discovered and memories remembered

Come on baby, give me the creeps yeah. Give me the creeps

#every time i die

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“Our trigger fingers snagged in the mouse trap of the moment Turn the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold. In the dark, begging for more When the urgency strikes you, you’d better not lose your nerve It’s the rush that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It’s alright”