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I wish I could find one of these.
I just found this in the rafters of the new shop. I’m not one to leave much to fate but this must’ve been “in the cards.”
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[jonathan71]
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Heh. I get it.
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I'll just leave this here.
there is nothing i admire and respect more than girls who go out or clubbing in the middle of the winter in tiny dresses and towering heels. it’s like -30 with the windchill and you girls are still killing it. you’re stronger than me and i see you.
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well done!
What a difference a year can make. Excuse the horrible photo quality.
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Nuns are hot?
Lily Rabe on set of American Horror Story in her outfit for ‘Sister Mary Eunice’ photograph taken by Sarah Paulson.
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When you’ve got an ass like the North Star, wise men are going to follow it.
Ron Burgundy (via jpak94)
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Best scene. Manly tears.
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Hooray beer! What did you make?
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AT LONG LAST! The first song unmixed from my album! Man it feels like forever, right? I’ve been stressing out hardxcore this week and decided WHAT THE HEY! This one is called “Fight Song” and to paraphrase myself from my first show ever, “This one’s about how all of your friends are pregnant.”
"Fight Song" by Christopher Butcher
Here it is the sum of all fears
That we never ever did get away from here
We’re still kicking it back after all these years
But we can soften the blow with a couple of beers at the bar
We can hang & just shoot the shit
About who’s on drugs and who got pregnant
About who’s divorces and who finally left
& How they’ll be back here in a year or less & I know
I don’t think I’m cut out for this town maybe this town isn’t cut out for me
But if you’re not going to be here tomorrow that’s just one more reason to leave.
Each of us made a plan to get out
Of our dead end jobs & this nowhere town
But we all got lost & never were found
Talking about glory days before we were down & out
If I ever manage to escape
to a not-entirely similar place
I’ll tell you all about how I got it made
When we meet back here at the end of the day & I know
I don’t think I’m cut out for this town maybe this town isn’t cut out for me
But if you’re not going to be here tomorrow that’s just one more reason to leave
But if you’re here then I guess we’ll see…
In the shadow of our past selves we gather here and stay
Maybe we’re over-nostalgic or maybe we’re afraid.
Leaving home it’s such a burden
Making friends, saying goodbye to old
So Hail to thee my Alma Mater
To hell with you my home.
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It was a good year. The headband white part was still white.
2007
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