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Seven Nation Barmy (The White Stripes cover) - The Glitch Mob

And if I catch it comin' back my way, I'm gonna serve it to you. And that ain't what you want to hear, but that's what I'll do.

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“ ... P-Peter? Oh my god, is that, is that you? “

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“OK. You may be taller, but BIGGER isn’t always better.”

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                              a liar begins with making falsehood appear like truth,                               and ends with making truth itself appear like falsehood.

                                                indie hermes reincarnated

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Fiona always thought herself good at keeping notes for classes. She would meticulously write them down and keep them organized in her notebook and at least look at them everyday so she could retain the information. Fiona was good at school, it was something she knew and something she could count on to be repetitive and tedious. Sometimes Fi wished all of life could be predictable like that, but that was not the case. Because last Tuesday she'd woken up in a cold sweat running a fever and instead of going to class, laid in bed all day. And so now she was out of the notes that missed a spot in her binder and she needed to get them or it was going to cause a small panic every time she went to study in the evenings. And as she was walking to class, a boy with dark hair caught her eye. He was in one of her Tuesday classes and Fi really needed those notes. She didn't even know if he took notes, and was taking a great chance jogging across the quad to tap his shoulder. "You're in my Business Law class, right? I was wondering if you had the notes from last Tuesday. I was sick."

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He walks in, sensory-overload at an all time high. There's so many people, so many noises, so many smells! Damian wonders how it is that this is the first time he's stepped foot into this kind of a place. He'd heard a lot about bars but hadn't ventured into one, yet. One look around, however, and he knew he'd found his new favorite place. He glances around and heads towards the place that seems the most popular. People are milling about, paying for and waiting for their drinks -- though Damian only learns this when he's been in line  for five minutes -- and eventually he's up at the crowded bar, try to catch the  attention of one of the bartenders.

             — “One alcohol."

( if youre not polite they wont serve you )

             — “... ...Please."

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accents x3242397598

If I get ten “accents” I’ll do the Tumblr Accent Challenge

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