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47289 ♥ / 12 May, 2013

s-o-c-i-e-t-y:

but you’ll never know..

1744 ♥ / 12 May, 2013

thegirlwiththeproblems:

So beautiful.

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147589 ♥ / 12 May, 2013

what doesn’t kill you
leaves scars
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive

— c.c. (via wizlaqueefa)

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252271 ♥ / 12 May, 2013

sniffingtheglue:

sniffingtheglue:

I am sorry, but I just need to type this down.When I first saw this music video I was 9 years old. I didn’t know music for shit, seriously. I can’t even remember what type of music I liked before discovering Green Day. This musicvideo gives me so many feelings, and it brings so many flashbacks. Not necessarily to any specific memory, but just this feeling, the very specific feeling that was American Idiot. I never understood what exactly they were singing about, I just really loved every single song on this album. But now that I am older, I understand why I loved the songs so much, and why I started to love Green Day even more than I allready did. It’s not only because they have saved my life so many times that I can’t even count it, it is also because they taught me how to live. From 7th grade to 9th grade, people was always djuging me. ALWAYS. I mean, sure, when you’ve just turned 13 or whatever you may think it’s cool to actually act like an asshole, to actually leave someone out of the group, out of the conversation. That person was me. Yep, you read that right. I was left out. I was alone. I ate lunch alone for three fucking years, and no motherfucker did give a shit about it. But that was never the worst part. The worst part was that I had never, untill many years later, been able to share my feelings about Green Day with anyone. Never. But through that horrible pain and pressiure, I knew that there was always these three (now four with Jason) guys who would be there for me every night I fell asleep, who kept telling me that in the end, everything will be allright, because they always kept telling me that. To stay focused. To not take shit from anyone. They are the reason why I had the guts to actually start my own punkrock band, they are the reason why I am still alive today and they are, and will forever be, my favourite fucking band.I guess that I just want to tell everyone out there who’s ever felt like this or feel like this at this very moment, you are more than welcome to freak the living shit out about Green Day. Because if anything, that is something that I’ve always wished for.

3405 ♥ / 12 May, 2013

bloodymane:

This might be the grunge blog you are looking for, give it a chance

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