sippin on dat haterade


billion dollar bitch
December 4

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)
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anthropophagous: Good to know, guys. [via]

anthropophagous:

Good to know, guys. [via]

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(via cosmic-dust) MAN JEWELRY

(via cosmic-dust)

MAN JEWELRY

December 3
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(via raccoonx)

(via raccoonx)

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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?!

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extendedclubmix: executiveproducerdickwolf: funkss: flintheart:

extendedclubmix:

executiveproducerdickwolf:

funkss:

flintheart:

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in honor of miss alyssa aka prisonbound, happy birthday!

in honor of miss alyssa aka prisonbound, happy birthday!

December 2

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

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

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

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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.

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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