My Life Here

Sophomore in An Sci at Iowa State

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When your gif accidentally turns out looking like Christie Rampone walking towards the camera for a rap video.

^accurate.

In the Dirty Jerz born and raised
on the soccer pitch is where I spent most of my days…

Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool 
and kicking the ball outside of the school
when a couple of girls who were up to no good 
started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight
Which I won because I have biceps like bowling balls 
So I didn’t move to Bel Air
And those punks left my neighborhood
Oh. I guess the song doesn’t work for her.

That awkward moment where Captain America’s badass ways cut the song short.



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us-wnt:

elphabulous:

rightside11:

thrace-:

rightside11:

elphabulous:

rightside11:

thrace-:

When your gif accidentally turns out looking like Christie Rampone walking towards the camera for a rap video.

^accurate.

In the Dirty Jerz born and raised

on the soccer pitch is where I spent most of my days…

Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool 

and kicking the ball outside of the school

when a couple of girls who were up to no good 

started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight

Which I won because I have biceps like bowling balls 

So I didn’t move to Bel Air

And those punks left my neighborhood


Oh. I guess the song doesn’t work for her.

That awkward moment where Captain America’s badass ways cut the song short.

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Bless this post. 

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Yellowcard
One Year Six Months (Acoustic)

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Sew this up with threads of reason and regret
So I will not forget. I will not forget
How this felt one year six months ago
I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget

I’m falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you

I can tell that you don’t know me anymore
It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
And being on this road is anything but sure
Maybe we’ll forget, I hope we don’t forget

I’m falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you

So many nights, legs tangled tight
Wrap me up in a dream with you
Close up these eyes, try not to cry
All that I’ve got to pull me through is memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you

I’m falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that we can share
Falling into memories of you and things we used to do

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i was looking up chicken noises to annoy my sister and now i can’t breathe

IM CRYINGG

I STARTED PLAYING THIS IN THE CAR AND MY ENTIRE FAMILY TOLD ME TO “TURN IT OFF HAILEY” WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT

ITS 2 AM AND I AM DYING

EVERYTHING HURTS

this is literally what i’ve set up as my alarm for school

How can I teach my chickens to sing???

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Jeremy Jordan
Giants In The Sky

fuckyeahstephensondheim:

Jeremy Jordan’s “Giants in the Sky” brought the house down, even if his performance was fighting with too-literal projections. And the references to “mother at the door” made the following scene with Bernadette Peters extra gross because we thought she was his mother, and she sings a song from Road Show written for a mother to sing about her son, and then suddenly they’re in bed together.

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