I’ve become addicted to this song, and this live in particular it’s amazing. Do me a favour - Arctic Monkeys (live at Glastonbury 2007)

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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I’ve become addicted to this song, and this live in particular it’s amazing. Do me a favour - Arctic Monkeys (live at Glastonbury 2007)
I just love how they did this part of the song in this show and wanted to show everyone how beautiful is this epic band, Pearl Jam. “All you need is love”. It’s so cliche that it’s disgusting, yet so hard to realize that it really is all you need
The Commonwealth
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing."
La noche se presta para la rebeldía, para escribir, para abrir tus cerraduras, para gritar, para enojarte y sacarte todas las máscaras que usas durante el día. Para redimirte en un acto de inercia con todos los miedos que te apartan de tu ser. Así que la noche se presta para la rebeldía, para llenarte de orgullo y euforia de finalmente liberarte de tus ataduras, por un instante, y así poder seguir temiendo.
Anónimo.
Just saying “I don’t watch TV” sounds pretentious, but there’s a big difference between “I don’t watch TV because I feel that the entertainment of the common masses is beneath me”, and “I don’t watch TV because I’m too busy marathoning YouTube videos of a guy 100% clearing Super Mario 64 without pressing the A button”.
Do you remember those weird moments of comfortable realisation that you never quite understand and rarely dare to appreciate…
Those moments in soft, warm light and peculiar sounding music that you’ve dug out of a messy bunch of too familiar looking stuff…
Those times when the blurry edges of the reality are slowly slipping from your pure, naked skin and an eccentric, sour taste of something completely unimaginable is lingering on your strawberry lips…
When your senses are overflowing with the idea of movement and yet you feel completely and utterly still…
Maybe the clocks have stopped or you just can’t hear them because so much magical glow is blinding you eyes and you can see the stars…
You can feel the shining seconds of something wonderfully simple that our colourful minds can’t really comprehend but still we enjoy the complete numbness of our soul in those precious moments…
And you know that the bubbly feeling that is sparkling on your fingertips is happiness and you can see all the troublesome thoughts get lost in the copper coloured fog floating in the mid air…
Just for a moment you allow yourself to fly in blooming voice whispering of love and you closing your eyes, you wish that your grasp was strong enough to hold on forever…
A moment, or two… the edges are sharp again, your lips are dry and music has stopped… The air is cloudless and the only thing on your mind are the sore limbs of your being…
You fall back, soft cushions supporting your seemingly heavy soul, the top of your fingernails desperately trying to reach for the seconds that tick-ticked away…
You smile because you know that this was special, something like a pearl in a vase of dried wild flowers, and you close your eyes, faint glimpses of neon creation of your purple, dizzy mind blocking the darkness of your head…
A half full world of heavy clouds and blurred edges peaks though the eyelashes covered in cheap mascara…
You wait to open your eyes, patiently wondering about the bright,unreal feeling that will suffocate you the next time…
Oh, what, so I should be thanking you then? I’m not asking you to thank me. I’m asking you to try to understand.
#the father vs boyfriend dynamic we deserve
I can save them.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KM8YGrV-sTA
I’m going home.
make me choose meme ✩ anon asked: hopper and eleven or steve and dustin ↳ “I know that I’ve been gone too long and I just want you know that it’s not about you and it’s not about our fight. Okay? Something came up, and I will explain it all when I see you. I just… I want you to know that I’m not mad. I’m just sorry. About everything. I don’t want you to get hurt at all. And I don’t wanna lose you.”
“She is the key to suturing the wound, resurrecting life, cleansing the infection, closing the rift. If it likes it cold, she brings heat.”
Indeed
Hopper + shades -I just... I want you to know that I’m not mad. I’m just sorry.