Crisis – PC 1984 (331 plays)

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Whirr – Wait (23,107 plays)

teethvsteeth:

Don’t wait for me. I won’t wait for you. 

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ethanhib:

Straight Truth @ SHIBGBs - August 18, 2014.

Thanks Cordell.

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defjux:

All along the dark and forbidden way
I can I can feel their eyes and see their arcane thrones
So between my steps I rest to gather up my strength
I must keep pushing onward
Under swirling moons and galaxies

In the presence of ancients, beckoning to me
And I fear to be their conduit and lose myself
In the shadow

Shifting path, that makes it hard to tread my way
Wastes my strength, takes my breath
For the purpose of erosion of my will to carry on
And steals the fire from my blood
Lost within the shade, I call out for a helping hand

Kid Cudi – Lord Of The Sad And Lonely (415 plays)

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Lumpy and The Dumpers – I Lost My Mind (650 plays)

underthecrownofstars:

Lumpy and The Dumpers - I Lost My Mind

Black Sabbath – Sweet Leaf (1,535 plays)

classic-tunes:

Sweet Leaf - Black Sabbath

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yung lean

toronto

iris

july 2014

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Urban Blight – Fake Attitudes (503 plays)

underthecrownofstars:

Urban Blight - Fake Attitudes

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drunkadrian:

FUCK


"I started doing comedy because that was the only stage that I could find. It was the pure idea of being on stage. That was the only thing that interested me, along with learning the craft and working, and just being in productions with people." 
-Robin Williams (July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014)

"I started doing comedy because that was the only stage that I could find. It was the pure idea of being on stage. That was the only thing that interested me, along with learning the craft and working, and just being in productions with people."

-Robin Williams (July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014)

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vicemag:

From the 2014 VICE Photo Issue: From Off to On

From Off to On is a photo series by German photographer Marina Rosa Weigl. It’s like Asger Carlsen meets a Lynchian interpretation of Black Sabbath’s Paranoid.