throwbacksongs:

The Smiths - There Is a Light That Never Goes Out

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Patton Oswalt’s improv-ed Star Wars filibuster on Parks + Rec is a lot more enjoyable when you have visualization of the madness.

interweber:

I made this and it is good, I think. 

My everyday face is a combination of Confused and Disgusted.

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thecultureofme:

Sam Smith - “Latch (acoustic)”

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Happy Early Mother’s Day to my beloved cool mom.

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andellasaid:

the number one question i get is “how do you afford living in new york city?” and really, if you know where to scrimp and save, it isn’t so hard.

1. Work a full-time job, two part-time jobs, have a freelance business, and several standing gigs that you pick up when rent’s due. Work a combined…

Don’t forget to walk everywhere (outer-borough kids, find a bridge to cross), steal all the seltzers from the office pantry, use someone else’s Netflix account (at least until the Powers That Be lay the smackdown on that), flirt for discounts and free drinks, and take full advantage of mailing lists for free movie screenings/concerts/middle-of-the-day dance parties.

Stillness Is The Move (Dirty Projectors Cover) | Solange

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tomhanksy:

Tron Swanson. Hollywood, CA.

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californianoise:

I didn’t want to be the one to forget. 
I thought of everything that never occurred. 
A little time with you is all that I crave.

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samlansky:

I guess I’m just going to keep posting Betty Who songs until there aren’t any left, because with each listen I become more convinced that she’s the one to save pop music in 2013, and this song in particular gives me so many thrilling happy-sad chills it feels like my heart is going to collapse in my chest. It’s like Katy Perry, but Madonna, but better. 

And I mean, really, fuck. Find me a more heartbreaking lyric this year than “Don’t try and tell me you don’t want to see / What it would be like to grow old with me.”

‘Tis the season for upbeat pop tunage. Seriously infatuated with Betty Who.