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A Day To Remember // If It Means a Lot To You

Hey darling, I hope you’re good tonight,
I know you don’t feel right when I’m leaving. 
Yeah, I want it but no, I don’t need it. 
Tell me something sweet to get me by.

(via bloodypounds)

ArtistA Day to Remember
TitleIf It Means a Lot to You
AlbumHomesick
There’s water in coffee so I’ll drink coffee instead of just water~

There’s water in coffee so I’ll drink coffee instead of just water~

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rockstar-mama:

leah-likes-fried-chicken:

here’s a video i took of patrick being cute & happy that he popped 3 balloons during young volcano. 7.18.14

He’s like, “I POPPED A BALLOON WITH MY GUITAR IM SO FUCKING METAL.”

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leela-summers:

Australians on Tumblr Part 3

Part 1: x
Part 2: x

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supramitch:

songvillay:

that911:

Source: farmofminds

Erik’s Z! My favorite. It doesn’t look exactly like this now, he’s changed the car a bit and some from what sparf tells me.

so clean 

twerkinturtle:

do you ever feel like there’s barely anyone in your city that listens to the same music you do but when you go to a concert you’re just like “where the fuck have you all been”

(via hopeforthebestplanfortheworst)

asker

Anonymous asked: What's the most illegal thing you ever did?

sephyerite:

almanzapedia:

At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.

So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.

She refused to fix my grade.

In the end, she shit herself on stage.

I didn’t regret it.

No mercy.

FINALLY SOMEONE GIFFED THIS

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treebagel:

unbelievable 

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