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April 2017

Rocky Mountain High, John Denver

He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he’d never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door

When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hanging by a song
But the string’s already broken and he doesn’t really care
It keeps changing fast and it don’t last for long

But the Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullabye
Rocky mountain high (Colorado)

He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below
He saw everything as far as you can see
And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun
And he lost a friend but kept his memory

Now he walks in quiet solitude the forest and the streams
Seeking grace in every step he takes
His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake

And the Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it raining fire in the sky
You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply
Rocky mountain high

Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear
Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend
Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more
More people, more scars upon the land

And the Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky
I know he’d be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly
Rocky mountain high

It’s Colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky
Friends around the campfire and everybody’s high
Rocky mountain high
Rocky mountain high
Rocky mountain high
Rocky mountain high
Rocky mountain high
Rocky mountain high

Apr 26, 2017 1 note

I accidently uploaded one of the posts from yiffomatic on here, oops, I caught it and deleted it, then posted it in the right place

Apr 24, 2017 3 notes
Apr 24, 2017 1,015 notes
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Apr 21, 2017 430 notes
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It’s 4/20 in Australia, does that mean it’s already time to smoke?

Apr 19, 2017 4 notes

When I go out to Utah, I’m gonna spend a night in a cave, for Jerry Garcia, because why not?

Apr 15, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 2 notes
God damn amazing story

So, me and my best friend were at Busch Gardens, and we were yelling at people on the skyride (because we’re abnoxious assholes) and me, the Night in the Woods super-fan, yells RIDE THE CHARRIOT, and there was an old couple, and they yelled “we are” then I realized they were fucking. They then yelled “HALF A MILE HIGH CLUB” and I fucking laughed so hard my friend dropped his cigarettes.

Apr 14, 2017 8 notes
Finally, a #1 song! But it's in Austrian German! (Rock Me Amadeus, Falco)

Uh, rock me Amadeus

Er war ein Punker
Und er lebte in der großen Stadt
Es war in Wien, war Vienna
Wo er alles tat

Er hatte Schulden denn er trank
Doch ihn liebten alle Frauen
Und jede rief:
Come and rock me Amadeus

Er war Superstar
Er war populär
Er war so exaltiert
Because er hatte Flair

Er war ein Virtuose
War ein Rockidol
Und alles rief:
Come and rock me Amadeus

Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus - oh, oh, oh - Amadeus
Come and rock me Amadeus!
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus - oh, oh, oh - Amadeus

Es war um siebzehnhundertachtzig
Und es war in Wien
No plastic money anymore
Die Banken gegen ihn

Woher die Schulden kamen
War wohl jedermann bekannt
Er war ein Mann der Frauen
Frauen liebten seinen Punk

Er war Superstar
Er war populär
Er war so exaltiert
Genau das war sein Flair
Er war ein Virtuose

War ein Rockidol
Und alles ruft noch heute:
Come and rock me Amadeus

Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus - oh, oh, oh - Amadeus
Come and rock me Amadeus!
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus - oh, oh, oh - Amadeus
Come and rock me Amadeus!
Come and rock me Amadeus!

Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus - oh, oh, oh - Amadeus
Come and rock me Amadeus!
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus, Amadeus - oh, oh, oh - Amadeus

Amadeus, Amadeus!
Amadeus, Amadeus ..

Apr 11, 2017 2 notes
Brandy (you're a fine girl) - Looking Glass

There’s a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes

And there’s a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin’ whiskey down
They say “Brandy, fetch another round”
She serves them whiskey and wine

The sailors say “Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea”

Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of the man that Brandy loves

He came on a summer’s day
Bringin’ gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn’t stay
No harbor was his home

The sailors say “Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea”

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean foam rise
She saw its ragin’ glory
But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand

At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man who’s not around
She still can hear him say

The sailors say “Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea”

“Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)

“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea”

Apr 11, 2017 2 notes
Hey You - Pink Floyd

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, don’t help them to bury the light
Don’t give in without a fight

Hey you out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I’m coming home

But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high
As you can see
No matter how he tried
He could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain

Hey you, out there on the road
Always doing what you’re told
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall
Can you help me?
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall

Apr 10, 2017 2 notes

Who wants to donate some pizza? I want plain cheese, extra cheese, pepperoni with extra cheese, pepperoni and bacon with extra cheese, extra bacon with extra cheese, or all of these things with cheesy crust, ooh, and cheese fries, or cheese fry pizza. Or a burrito, and a pizza, chimichanga? french fries and a double cheeseburger and pizza? Either way, I want tasty food. CHICKEN WINGS AND PIZZA

Apr 10, 2017 1 note
Is grunge a different language? Smells Like Teen Spirit, Nirvana

Load up on guns
Bring your friends
It’s fun to lose and to pretend
She’s overboard, self assured
Oh no I know, a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low [x3]
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an Albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah

Hey, yay

I’m worse at what I do best
And for this gift, I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low [x3]
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an Albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah

Hey, yay

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low [x3]
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an Albino
A mosquito, my libido

A denial, A denial, A denial, A denial, A denial
A denial, A denial, A denial, A denial

Apr 10, 2017 3 notes

Sorry that sometimes I might accidently upload the same pic more than once, at least I don’t reupload the same photo set (as far as I’m concerned)

Apr 10, 2017 2 notes
Apr 10, 2017 284 notes
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Story time

Okay, so I had a crazy super detailed dream last night, and I’m going to go over it how I remember it.

It all started with my walking with some guy, I knew them really well in the dream, and we got a long really well, that’s why I say I think I knew him, though now that I’m awake, he’s not familiar at all, okay now, back to the dream

Me and this dude are walking, in a familiar place, not sure where, I think it was either in front of a hotel, or at the International Plaza (Tampa, you know, cause I live a few miles north of there, like, 2-4 miles.) I’m not 100% sure where we were, but I knew the place

Me and him are talking, and he says he knows how to make someone who is oblivious to you, or who even hates you, be almost best friends with you in less than an hour, so, though I was dreaming, I was still like, dude, that’s bullshit no you can’t

So we walk up to 2 girls, all I can remember was one was a blonde and one had black hair, and they were both wearing black shirts, don’t really remember anything else about them

And as most girls that are 18-20 would react, they were sort of rude, but even in real life, that’s understandable, because 2 random ass guys were talking to them

That’s when my friend (friend?) started talking to them, and introducing himself and I, while they were trying to avoid him, but he wasn’t really adressing them, just sort of loudly saying things in their direction, not yelling, just speaking loudly

Then eventually, when the girls realized we weren’t hitting on them, and he was just trying to make conversation, they stopped, and they asked why he was being so abnoxious, and he told them the same thing he told me, that he could make anyone friends with anyone

So, like normal humans, they were like, dude, no fucking way, shut up, but they were intrigued, so he’s rambling, telling them stuff, asking them stuff, then we all just kind of talked about random stuff, you know the kind of weird crap young adults talk about (but not stuff I normally would even think of talking about)

So me, the guy, and the 2 girls are suddenly at my house, I don’t remember if we drove there, or if we walked there, or what, I’m presuming that we walked, because both of the girls had wet clothes and wet hair, nothing obscene was showing, other than those folds even fit people get when they arch their back sitting, and I had my shirt off

So we’re all talking, sitting on my bathroom floor (we’re sitting in my bathroom, that’s where we sat for some reason when we got to my house, and I’m near the door, the girls are in front of me, and the guy is behind them

So we’re all talking for a few hours, my sister her boyfriend, and my parents aren’t home at any point, and we’re talking, and I’m noticing that I’m catching feelings for the black haired girl this whole time, but not announcing anything to anyone about it

So later on, we’re all sort of shuffling around, like we’re getting ready to leave, well, them, because I live at my house

And the black haired girl and I are talking, and I’m begging her not to leave yet, because I want to hang out with her (at some point in the dream, I learned their names, but I don’t remember shit)

She tells me she thinks I’m cool, but she wants to wait until I join the army (this is just one of those weird dream things, even though I’m probrobly going to join the Nat'l Guard, and the mechanics post closest to me is only like a quarter mile away, so that’s handy)

So I’m, like, begging this girl to stay, and she writes something on my mirror, don’t recall what, but it was something, and she touches my chest (remember I’m shirtless, I suppose that’s not important, but still), then both of the girls leave, and then it’s, like, some long period of time later, not sure how long, my guess is a couple of years

And I remember me and the guy are walking through a foggy, sort of dilapidated neighborhood, sort of like the one across from my best friend’s apartments, but the houses are farther apart, imagine it like some island nation, hispanic neighborhood, sorta foggy (imagine a run down hispanic neighborhood in egypt lake/leto florida, with the houses farther apart, but the style of some of the houses is sorta like old east tampa)

Then we’re talking, and appearently, me and him are still friends with these girls, so we’re talking about the blonde one, and I’m happily anticipating talking to the black haired girl, and we walk up to the black haired girl’s house, and I knock on the door, or my buddy does, idfk, someone knocked on the door

She comes out, I tell her I enlisted, she tells me to wait outside for a moment, she leaves the door open, and walks away, inside of her house (obviously, she isn’t walking to fucking Burger King)

So me and my buddy are standing there, on her porch, with a white painted little guard rail, then all of the sudden, boom, me and the guy sitting outside of some random house down by a creek, and there’s an open garbage bag, like ripped open, I walk up to it, and there’s a 1 gallon milk jug with a face cut into it, or maybe melted into it, like those creepy electric banks, you know the ones, then boom, I woke up, at like 4 or 5 in the morning.

The dream ended there, like that, and I’ve been thinking about it since I was forced to wake up again at 6:45

Apr 10, 2017 3 notes

Have you heard the news? The dogs are dead! You better stay home, and do as you’re told! Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

Apr 6, 2017 3 notes
Apr 4, 2017 458 notes
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