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jabberwockysuperfly:

The lack of tattoos on my body is highly upsetting.

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theunicornkittenkween:

Fuckity fuck fuck you!
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paging-doctorfaggot:

its a great show from the gifs i’ve seen of it

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actualucifer:

AND DON’T

FUCKING

TELL PEOPLE

THAT THEY’RE NOT TRYING

BECAUSE HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW IF THEY’RE TRYING OR NOT

JUST BECAUSE IT DOESN’T LIVE UP TO YOUR STANDARDS DOESN’T MEAN THEY’RE NOT TRYING

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imsirius:

6500 people sing for Daniel Radcllffe at the 2014 SDCC x

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tats-maslany:

I got that comic con, comic con sadness

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Dusty the man-nurse is the funniest little shit head.

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queerbriel:

welcome to womens clothing where the sizes are made up and the measurements don’t matter

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rambozus:

itsmemorized:

Oh my GOD
My grandma bought my grandpa new pants and my mom asked him how they felt and he goes “like a cheaply made castle” and we were like what and he goes “no ballroom”
GRANDPA NO

Grandpa yes.

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Had a blast this weekend with @hoodratloser :)

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I’m surrounded by literally the most unreliable fucking people.

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oneweekoneband:

"Coyote," Joni Mitchell

I’m going to skip over The Hissing of Summer Lawns (to get an idea of that album, listen to “Edith and the Kingpin" and "In France They Kiss on Main Street”) because there’s really not a song on that album which I love as deeply and intensely as I love several songs on Hejira, which was written as a road trip retrospective. It’s so atmospheric, still rooted in folk rock but with definite claims to jazz, but not the Muzaky stylings of Court and Spark — you can hear the road on this album. 

"Coyote" is in my top five Joni Mitchell songs (although I’m having a crisis about that list as I type this), because it’s the single sexiest song she’s ever written: 

There’s no comprehending
Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes
And the lips you can get
And still feel so alone
And still feel related
Like stations in some relay

"Coyote" is the most up-tempo song on the album and gets even more rocking when Joni’s backed by those other Canadian greats, the Band, in The Last Waltz (she’s using an acoustic in that video, but by the time she’s playing with Jaco Pastorius on bass, she’s switched over to the electric), which is one of the best performances ever.

This song may be about Sam Shephard, or it may not, I frankly don’t care. What I do care about is the lines “too far from the Bay of Fundy/from apaloosas and eagles and tides,” because, god, what an atmosphere captured in a few words. What a song.

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