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This Noise.

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Hello Common App!

Long time no see

=p

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Filling out college apps.

Once more, with feeling.

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thedailywhat: John Sherffius.
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thedailywhat:

John Sherffius.

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Nightmares

Of sorts.

No sleep.

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thedailywhat:

Blockhead Music Video of the Day: “The Music Scene”

Director: A.F.Schepperd. “An animated mind melt into a post human New York where TV and animals rule.” So this is what it feels like to drink acid-laced electric Kool-Aid.

[ctt.]

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stuffhipstershate: Grinding What the fuck is going on over there? Have I just wandered into 17-and-under night at my local Midwestern dance club? Will glowsticks be distributed later? Are we all going to go sit on the hood of your station wagon outside the Tasti-Freez and secretly touch each other under blankets? No? OK, then why the fuck are you simulating anal sex in the middle of this dance floor as if it were 1996 and you were at Greentown Middle School’s annual D.A.R.E. dance? You do not look sexy, heavily sweating, puffy-faced bro—you look like a limp dick personified. And, you, trixie with your amble bosom spilling over the crest of your going-out top—don’t you feel the least bit objectified? You look like confused sumo wrestlers. Or mating bovine creatures. And now, unfortunately, I know exactly what you would look like were you to have sex—an image that will not be eradicated from my cerebrum anytime soon. Jesus, if you want to dry hump, at least have the decency to do it where no one will see you—you know, like off in the shadows of McCarren or in the privacy of your own plywood loft room. (Photo)
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stuffhipstershate:

Grinding

What the fuck is going on over there? Have I just wandered into 17-and-under night at my local Midwestern dance club? Will glowsticks be distributed later? Are we all going to go sit on the hood of your station wagon outside the Tasti-Freez and secretly touch each other under blankets? No? OK, then why the fuck are you simulating anal sex in the middle of this dance floor as if it were 1996 and you were at Greentown Middle School’s annual D.A.R.E. dance? You do not look sexy, heavily sweating, puffy-faced bro—you look like a limp dick personified. And, you, trixie with your amble bosom spilling over the crest of your going-out top—don’t you feel the least bit objectified? You look like confused sumo wrestlers. Or mating bovine creatures. And now, unfortunately, I know exactly what you would look like were you to have sex—an image that will not be eradicated from my cerebrum anytime soon. Jesus, if you want to dry hump, at least have the decency to do it where no one will see you—you know, like off in the shadows of McCarren or in the privacy of your own plywood loft room.

(Photo)

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thitime:

DJ KENTARO vs 木乃下真市

AMAZING !!!!
random awesomeness.
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“
The hopelessness of living, the childness of suicide. ”
—Me Without You
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thesoundandthefurry:

crackerfinishingschool:

The Black Atlantic : Fragile Meadow (via Mokummercials)

If you haven’t downloaded The Black Atlantic’s “Reverence for Fallen Trees,” you’re really missing out on something special.  Even better, you can download the entire album FOR FREE! It’s one of my favorite releases of the year.

RIYL: Bon Iver, The Antlers, Benoît Pioulard, Fleet Foxes, Grizzly Bear

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