April 2011
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March 2011
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“I’ve got some issues that nobody can see. And all of these emotions are pourin’ outta me. I bring them to the light for you, it’s only right. This is the soundtrack to my life, the soundtrack to my life.” -Kid Cudi: Soundtrack To My Life
Mar 29th
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Mar 28th
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“Jenna, I have problems. I just licked my hand and then I thought about licking your cunt and then I was like… aw, you won’t let me.” So there’s this girl…
Mar 28th
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Mar 27th
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“Breathe, and I’ll carry you away, into the velvet sky, and we’ll stir the stars around. And watch them fall away, into the Hudson Bay, and plummet out of sight and sound.” -Owl City: On The Wing
Mar 27th
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“The children don’t grow up. Our bodies get bigger, but our hearts get torn up. We’re just a million little gods causing rainstorms, turning every good thing to rust. I guess we’ll just have to adjust.” -Arcade Fire: Wake Up
Mar 27th
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“Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts? Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts. So it’s fairly simple to cut through the mess, and to stop the muscle that makes us confess. And we are so fragile, and our cracking bones make noise. And we are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.” -Ingrid Michaelson: Breakable
Mar 27th
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Mar 26th
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