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(Source: ashcan, via the-gaps-in-space)
angels-and-angles (via wewantrevolutiongirlstylenow)
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Here’s to all the luck that pours down on me
Here’s to all the melodies that picked us up off our seats
Here’s to the younger ones when they replace me
Here’s to the bitterness that keeps the sweet so sweet
Here’s to all the words that we’ll never speak
Here’s to all the pretty girls that you’re going to meet
Here’s to the little lies I tell in my sleep
Here’s to the secrets that you’re going to keep
Why don’t you raise up, raise up your cup?
I’ve had enough, raise up your cups
Here’s to the company that we used to keep
Here’s to the certainty of sickness and sleep
Here’s to the death of who we thought we were
Here’s to all our kids that’ll never be born
Why don’t you raise up, raise up your cup?
I’m choking up, raise up your cups
To dragging around
A cross and a thorny crown
And living because you’re willing
And being forgiven, thankfully
rilo kiley
Benedict Cumberbatch (via raptorsahoy)

GET MARTIN TO SHOW YOU SOME.
GET MARTIN TO SHOW YOU SOME.
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(via benedictatorship)
(Source: omgcuteshoes, via meiringens)
| Jim: | hello? |
| Irene: | Hi Jim! You sound annoyed, is this a bad time to call? |
| Jim: | yes, of course it is, what do you want? |
| Irene: | Well, I was calling to say I got tickets to the Bee Gees concert. |
| Jim: | SAY THAT AGAIN. |
| Irene: | The sold out Bee Gees concert, Jim! I am special friends with the owner of Ticketmaster! |
| Jim: | say that again and know that if you are lying to me, I will find you, and I will sssskin you. |
| Irene: | The concert is tonight, I grabbed you a ticket if you're free... |
| Jim: | wait... |
| Jim: | Sorry, wrong day to die. |
| Jim: | so if you have what you say you have, I will make you rich. if you don't, I'll make you into shoes. |
| Irene: | Come on bitch, I don't lie about the Bee Gees. |
(Source: georgiestartingout, via anniversary)