Parahead

tomewing:

cureforbedbugs:

the20000:

fourbeatsoff:

oldtobegin:

eikocarol:

FFIX is about some midgit with delusions of granduer who wants to save the world to impress some chick. Involves lengthy dialogues.

hippie ecoterrorists have identity crises. (ff7)

An elf runs around collecting pendants to save a girl from a wizard. He turns into a rabbit at some point. Lots of fairies are involved. (zelda: link to the past)

Unicycles! Racing!!!!!



Turn, turn, move, turn. Move, move, turn, turn. Move, turn. Turn, turn, turn. Move, move, turn, turn, Turn. Move. Turn. Move, turn, turn. Turn, move, move, turn. Move. Turn, turn, turn. Lose. (Tetris)

All artistic, political, technological and social development in human history occurs at the whim of an immortal tyrant. Repeated revolutions are pointless: he has manipulated them all. After multiple genocidal wars he turns his pitiless eye to space.(Civilization, any version)

Fallout 3: two hundred years after a nuclear war wiped out US civilisation, a teenager, dressed in a navy blue utility suit and armed with a bb gun, crawls out of an underground vault and gallantly sets out to restore order to the post-apocalyptic wasteland that the bombs left in their wake. They fail.

tomewing:

cureforbedbugs:

the20000:

fourbeatsoff:

oldtobegin:

eikocarol:

FFIX is about some midgit with delusions of granduer who wants to save the world to impress some chick. Involves lengthy dialogues.

hippie ecoterrorists have identity crises. (ff7)

An elf runs around collecting pendants to save a girl from a wizard. He turns into a rabbit at some point. Lots of fairies are involved. (zelda: link to the past)

Unicycles! Racing!!!!!

Turn, turn, move, turn. Move, move, turn, turn. Move, turn. Turn, turn, turn. Move, move, turn, turn, Turn. Move. Turn. Move, turn, turn. Turn, move, move, turn. Move. Turn, turn, turn. Lose. (Tetris)

All artistic, political, technological and social development in human history occurs at the whim of an immortal tyrant. Repeated revolutions are pointless: he has manipulated them all. After multiple genocidal wars he turns his pitiless eye to space.

(Civilization, any version)

Fallout 3: two hundred years after a nuclear war wiped out US civilisation, a teenager, dressed in a navy blue utility suit and armed with a bb gun, crawls out of an underground vault and gallantly sets out to restore order to the post-apocalyptic wasteland that the bombs left in their wake. They fail.

(Source: effyeahpegasister)

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Best Coast

—Do You Love Me Like You Used To

When did my life stop being so fun?

This is probably my favourite song on the new Best Coast record that I’d never heard before (dreaming my life away and how they want me to be are already tattooed on my heart) I think it really justifies the decision to go with the whole glossy pop production because a melody this massive wouldn’t work as well buried under sixteen thousand layers of distortion. It’s so sunny a bumble bee is trying to crash my window down cause it thinks it’s summer in here. Seriously bee you’re freaking me out now, go away. As for the other B in my life, that gorgeous unique voice is super impressive in this new BC context. Exciting stuff.

(Source: tayhamcantfail, via crazyforbestcoast)

Listen to Silversun Pickups new album Neck of the Woods!

tallforest:

you guys. it’s so so good. i definitely have to get this

i second this. after enjoying their first record, i never really got into their second and thought that’d be the last i heard of them. and then they come out with this…. somebody upped their game.

new Paramore news!

tallforest:

this makes me so ridiculously excited for album 4! i’m glad they’re taking their time on it and creating exactly what they want. i can’t wait to hear it! and they picked the producer i was hoping they would choose :) only thing i’m sad about is that i guess there won’t be a whole lot of touring this year since the album might not be finished this year 

this indeed

This is a picture I took in Watson’s Bay, Sydney in Dec 2011. I just felt like posting it. It made us laugh, and now it reminds me of a happy time I spent with my Aussie cousins.

This is a picture I took in Watson’s Bay, Sydney in Dec 2011. I just felt like posting it. It made us laugh, and now it reminds me of a happy time I spent with my Aussie cousins.

tallforest:

beccasfitlife:

jarrodis:

Saturday died in my arms last night. yesterday i had a feeling it would be that day. i just had a feeling. i have never watched something die before. he wouldn’t eat or drink and just wanted to snuggle, and as soon as he stopped breathing, his teeth clenched and his entire body went stiff. i was really confused and am really fucking sad. he had a nice last day, though. after i came home from the darkroom my dad and i gave him a warm bath in the backyard while he nibbled on apples. then i wrapped him up in a little towel burrito and we walked all around the neighborhood and it sounds stupid but i just showed him all these flowers, because i thought maybe he, in his lil rabbit brain, would think they were really pretty or something. i think he did. and i talked to him a lot yesterday, more than usual. told him about when i first met him, told him about a bunch of nice times we’d had together in case he’d forgotten in his old age. i sound retarded being this sentimental about a rabbit but honestly he was one of my best friends. and when someone or something is there almost your whole life, whether it’s a person, or an animal, or even something dumb like a table or a blanket, you feel it when it leaves. i suppose it was time. but it doesn’t make it easier. he has been there almost my whole life. (14 years! he was insane) it’s crazy. fuck. loved that little buddy. so fucking much.

Crying.

sobbing. i don’t know this person, but i always think that pets are lucky to have pet parents like this and vice versa

It’s not stupid to be that sentimental, I hope I can give my cat such a good send off when it’s her time

tallforest:

beccasfitlife:

jarrodis:

Saturday died in my arms last night. yesterday i had a feeling it would be that day. i just had a feeling. i have never watched something die before. he wouldn’t eat or drink and just wanted to snuggle, and as soon as he stopped breathing, his teeth clenched and his entire body went stiff. i was really confused and am really fucking sad. he had a nice last day, though. after i came home from the darkroom my dad and i gave him a warm bath in the backyard while he nibbled on apples. then i wrapped him up in a little towel burrito and we walked all around the neighborhood and it sounds stupid but i just showed him all these flowers, because i thought maybe he, in his lil rabbit brain, would think they were really pretty or something. i think he did. and i talked to him a lot yesterday, more than usual. told him about when i first met him, told him about a bunch of nice times we’d had together in case he’d forgotten in his old age. i sound retarded being this sentimental about a rabbit but honestly he was one of my best friends. and when someone or something is there almost your whole life, whether it’s a person, or an animal, or even something dumb like a table or a blanket, you feel it when it leaves. i suppose it was time. but it doesn’t make it easier. he has been there almost my whole life. (14 years! he was insane) it’s crazy. fuck. loved that little buddy. so fucking much.

Crying.

sobbing. i don’t know this person, but i always think that pets are lucky to have pet parents like this and vice versa

It’s not stupid to be that sentimental, I hope I can give my cat such a good send off when it’s her time

(Source: oliviab33.blogspot.com)

The AWESOME moment when this appears on your tumblr dashboard

The AWESOME moment when this appears on your tumblr dashboard

(Source: chokehold, via bettyfelon)

and this is my cat spying on me cooking, hoping there’s something for her.
I see you little kitty

and this is my cat spying on me cooking, hoping there’s something for her.

I see you little kitty

I made tomato soup for me a my sister yesterday. I got bored of the recipe and just played it by ear. I think I’ll call it Renegade Tomato Soup. In any case, it tasted great and my sister had three helpings.

It Has Begun

Paramore LP#4 is now officially in progress.

Who will produce? Where will they record? What will it sound like? What will they call it? All questions that are running through my head again. The stakes have never been higher, but I’ve got a great feeling about this. I need to think of a snappy name to call it when I’m writing about it. Paramore LP#4 is a bit of a mouthful. Paraalbum 4, ParaLP 4. It’s a tough one….

Next week Paramore are heading to LA to find a producer, and we, the loyal fans, get to help. That’s one of the things I love about them, they always try to include us as much as possible. They’re always thinking of the fans.

http://www.paramore.net/blog/595f7c-heading-to-los-angeles/