Visto che cagate il cazzo in continuazione con questa diatriba gatti vs cani.
Tiè.
Wisdom tooth, I fookin’ hate you…
Salvador Dalí in collaboration with Walt Disney - Destino
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Sorry Coldplay, but this is how you cover the Beastie Boys!Fight For Your Right - Deer Tick covers Beastie Boys
Fuck. Yes.
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Gesù santo, non di nuovo. Non di nuovo quell’odiosa sensazione di “indecisione” tra l’essere un animale sociale e il restare nel proprio angolino sicuro. Non dovrei sentirmi in colpa se non ho una dannata voglia di passare giornate fuori porta -o di uscire- eppure eccolo di nuovo, quel peso del tutto irrazionale. Forse sono pazza.
Fanculo, oh.
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What was awesome about 90’s music jammed into 5 minutes
I KIND OF LIKE IT. Oh God
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Woah. This is fucking insane. I love it. Holy. Shit. Bookmarking this.
OMFG THIS FUCKIN KICKS ASS THIS IS THE CRAZIEST THING IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE UNIVERSE ALSKDJLASKJDALKS.J AWWW YEAAAAH
OH MY GOD WHEN IT OPENS WITH NIRVANA, BECK, AND SOUNDGARDEN. THEN IT ENDS WITH RADIOHEAD, PEARL JAM, AND SMASHING PUMPKINS OH. MY. GOD.
woah was not expecting that
BEST 5 MINUTES OF MY LIFE
omg someone get Dave and Eddie and Chris!!!!!! and and and omg I loved thatI have absolutely no words to describe this
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WAHT
jesus iMCRYING THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
HOLY FUCKING SHIT THIS IS AMAZING OMG I LOVE THIS
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D.L. & Co.’s Effigy wax sculptures are more like art works than candles.
The Bust of Dierdre candle was crafted to emulate a neo-classical bust. Melting wax flows through the opening of her eyes, giving the appearance of tears. Seventeen inches.
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I…want…one…it’s so beautiful!
Tilling my own graves to keep me level
jam another dragon down the hole.
Digging to the rythm and the echo of a solitary siren, one that
pushes me along and leaves me so
desperate and ravenous,
so weak and powerless, over you.
Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China,
white as Dracula as I approach the bottom
desperate and ravenous, so weak and powerless over you.
Little angel go away, come again some other day,
the devil has my ear today, I’ll never hear a word you say.
He promised I would find a little solace and some peace of mind.
Whatever, just as long as I don’t feel so
desperate and ravenous, so weak and powerless,
desperate and ravenous, so weak and powerless, over you.
