sippin on dat haterade


billion dollar bitch

dobatseatcats:

Things The Ramones wanted to do: Be your boyfriend, sniff some glue, dance, be a good boy, Carbona, be well, have something to do, be sedated, live.

Things The Ramones did NOT want to do: Walk around with you, be learned, be tamed, be a pinhead no more, be buried in a pet semetary, fight tonight (on Christmas), grow up.

Things The Ramones could not, would not, or did not do: Be, care, give you anything, make it on time, let it happen, seem to make you theirs, control themselves.

Things The Ramones did do: Make a living by peelin’ a banana, go out west where they belong, remember you, go mental, be affected, sit in their room (humming a sickening tune), think of you (everytime they ate vegetables), believe in miracles, love you.

Things The Ramones told you to do: Shut it up, Beat on a brat with a baseball bat, ring up the FBI to find out if their baby’s alive, give them shock treatment.

Things The Ramones warned you about doing: Shutting it up, killing that girl, talking to commies, opening that door.

wildhorsescouldntdragmeaway:wastedeffort:(via flaming pablum)
anthropophagous:

Good to know, guys. [via]

anthropophagous:

Good to know, guys. [via]

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MAN JEWELRY

(via cosmic-dust)

MAN JEWELRY

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fuckyeahbangkok:

Still don’t get these hipsters on bike  …
DUCKFIXED: Bangkok City Tour Alleycat

dude but how much fun does an alleycat in BANGKOK sound?!

fuckyeahbangkok:

Still don’t get these hipsters on bike  …

DUCKFIXED: Bangkok City Tour Alleycat

dude but how much fun does an alleycat in BANGKOK sound?!

in honor of miss alyssa aka prisonbound, happy birthday!

in honor of miss alyssa aka prisonbound, happy birthday!

springsteen’s cover of suicide’s “dream baby dream”

givin’ ends to your friends, and it felt stupendous.
chrome spokes on your japanese bike,
but selling acid was a bad idea.
and selling it to a cop was a worse one.
oh shit, i gotta go wipe the drool off of my keyboard

oh shit, i gotta go wipe the drool off of my keyboard

prisonbound:

girlwithnoarms:

godforsaken:

iisabelle:materialworld: (via deannaattiffanys)



when i lived in new york i had this old schwinn cruiser with a banana seat etc., and i used to have to stand up on the pedals to get going after stopping at a red light. MULTIPLE TIMES dudes would roll up behind me in their cars, lean out the window, and slap my ass as i stood up. i once had a bruise that covered my entire buttcheek from some dickhead manhandling me.

prisonbound:

girlwithnoarms:

godforsaken:

iisabelle:materialworld: (via deannaattiffanys)

when i lived in new york i had this old schwinn cruiser with a banana seat etc., and i used to have to stand up on the pedals to get going after stopping at a red light. MULTIPLE TIMES dudes would roll up behind me in their cars, lean out the window, and slap my ass as i stood up. i once had a bruise that covered my entire buttcheek from some dickhead manhandling me.

snowblind

ghostwolves:

i went to a show tonight based on the description of the band on the flyer.

it read:

“if you grew up living in a swamp, wearing a black sabbath t-shirt, and eating nothing but fried chicken, this is the band for you.”

boy, were they.

damn son sounds good