Asobi Seksu - I'm Happy But You Don't Like Me
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perfectlycrystal:

I’m Happy But You Don’t Like Me - Asobi Seksu

what are those braces on your wrist?
Anonymous

oh like, my wristbands? they’re from some of the music festivals i’ve been to, a few of them took big interstate roadtrips to get to (which were amazing)

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the bottom one i DJ’d at and the second from bottom i’ve had on for almost 3 years (and never taken off but they’re not gross shhh)

tagged/about-me

tagged/about-me

graficzny:

1977-2012

graficzny:

1977-2012

silumia:

i may have peed myself a little watching this

Beach House - Take Care
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quietlypretends:

Take Care - Beach House

meteor-falls:

Tangela / Call of Legends

meteor-falls:

Tangela / Call of Legends

thepeoplesrecord:

"I’d like to raise both of my middle fingers to him and anyone who thinks profanity is somehow more harmful to our children than images of violence and misogyny." - Happy birthday, M.I.A.!

thepeoplesrecord:

"I’d like to raise both of my middle fingers to him and anyone who thinks profanity is somehow more harmful to our children than images of violence and misogyny." - Happy birthday, M.I.A.!

pokemonpalooza:

Artist: 獲無胃

And if Michael Brown was not angelic, I was practically demonic. I had my first drink when I was 11. I once brawled in the cafeteria after getting hit in the head with a steel trash can. In my junior year I failed five out of seven classes. By the time I graduated from high school, I had been arrested for assaulting a teacher and been kicked out of school (twice.) And yet no one who knew me thought I had the least bit of thug in me. That is because I also read a lot of books, loved my Commodore 64, and ghostwrote love notes for my friends. In other words, I was a human being. A large number of American teenagers live exactly like Michael Brown. Very few of them are shot in the head and left to bake on the pavement.

The “angelic” standard was not one created by the reporter. It was created by a society that cannot face itself, and thus must employ a dubious “morality” to hide its sins. It is reinforced by people who have embraced the notion of “twice as good” while avoiding the circumstances which gave that notion birth. Consider how easily living in a community “with rough patches” becomes part of a list of ostensible sins. Consider how easily “black-on-black crime” becomes not a marker of a shameful legacy of segregation but a moral failing.

Ta-Nehisi Coates, being amazing. (via politicalprof)
QT - Hey QT
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bromancing-the-stone:

me at the daddy bar like…

bromancing-the-stone:

me at the daddy bar like…