metamorphate

art. music. vibes. words.

[not-from-your-town]

1991 [x]

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que sexyy

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[lionfloss]

By Samantha Cavet

[danielemarigold]

Berlin Wall ‘89

From @RHCPchad on Twitter

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It's the little frukiedis moment in the corner for me. They only have eyes for each other 🤭

[jd-mp3]

respectfully where the fuck are the RHCP fans on here? 😭 I need friends bro

[lick-anthonys-heart]

The pandemic seemed to be the renaissance of the RHCP online fans but we’re still here!!

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The pandemic was honestly the best time for fandom 🙌🏼

[larissaligus]

An entertaining quest to find John in the photo. He looks like a bored child in the back seat of his parent's car.

[stone-and-ames]

Jeff & Stone

[vanisher-hat]

weed strain called Slane Castle 2003

[celestialblues-blues]

Who fuckin had the right to take this picture and do me like this lmfaoooo I’m gonna pop off right now

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Repost from Toni Cornell.... new soundgarden coming our way.... feels like a gift from Chris. It will be amazing to hear new music from him &them ❤️🙌🏼

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bby fru ilysm

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Funky Monks in NY ❤️

[frugarsmm]

🤧🤌🏻

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Love this clip forever . Sooo damn cute 🥰

[apoemaday]

Worm Moon

by Mary Oliver

I. In March the earth remembers its own name. Everywhere the plates of snow are cracking. The rivers begin to sing. In the sky the winter stars are sliding away; new stars appear as, later, small blades of grain will shine in the dark fields. And the name of every place is joyful. II. The season of curiosity is everlasting and the hour for adventure never ends, but tonight even the men who walked upon the moon are lying content by open windows where the winds are sweeping over the fields, over water, over the naked earth, into villages, and lonely country houses, and the vast cities III. because it is spring; because once more the moon and the earth are eloping - a love match that will bring forth fantastic children who will learn to stand, walk, and finally run    over the surface of earth; who will believe, for years, that everything is possible. IV. Born of clay, how shall a man be holy; born of water, how shall a man visit the stars; born of the seasons, how shall a man live forever? V. Soon the child of the red-spotted newt, the eft, will enter his life from the tiny egg. On his delicate legs he will run through the valleys of moss down to the leaf mold by the streams, where lately white snow lay upon the earth like a deep and lustrous blanket of moon-fire, VI. and probably everything is possible.

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Red Hot Chili Peppers - Tell Me Baby & Snow (Hey Oh) [Live]

I love the way Anthony takes care of John, they look really cute.

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they are the sweetest ❤️

[creatinghelen]

time passes so quickly, please try to enjoy where you are right now. if you’re waiting to hear back about a decision, enjoy the time of not knowing. if it’s winter with you, find joy in the cold days and seasonal drinks. if you’re developing feelings for someone, enjoy learning more about them and the little things that draw you in. find the good in this moment! it’s all we have!!

[billycostigan--blog]

[seattlesfinest-deactivated20240]

look at him go 🥺

he vibin 💃

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Can't beat this