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i want you to know that i love u because you are so OFF-THE-FUKKIN-WALL : )

thanks bb

love ur posts too

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Carry on with your boss self; I love everything you post.

thanks bb

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championhitler:

  • i hate ppl who r ~proud~ of their race
  • or where they ~came from~
  • image

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  1. lord loves a workin man
  2. dont trust whitey
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The Rain Song Led Zeppelin

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Led Zeppelin - “The Rain Song”

It’s been a weird/fun/fulfilling/awful/horrifying/important year. I’ve had major, major life changes, and worked through them. I have a pretty good life.

Yesterday, and today, I was reminded of what caused all that, and I realized that I’ll never be too far from it. It’s a part of my history. I’ve moved on, forgiven, all that, but forgetting isn’t an option.

When that happens, I fall back on what’s familiar and what’s safe. I look at baseball cards I collected as a kid. I watch cartoons. I flip through my records. I go for long walks. I go back beaches and bridges, places where I created happy memories. I go back to high school, when all I wanted to do was listen to Led Zeppelin, scribble in a notebook and make friends.

Through it all, I go back to the things that make absolute sense. Things that only hurt when they’re supposed to.

such love for this song, and the memories i have of it

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