Motorhead With Me - Nobunny

Finally bored enough to start my official Summer of 2012 Totally Crushed Out playlist. Let’s be real though, it’s just going to be a bunch of Harlem songs anyways like every other year. Easy peasy. 

Freedom at 21 - Jack White

No responsibility, no guilt or morals cloud her judgement.
Smile on her face, she does what she damn well please.

Right,
And she don’t care what kind of things people used to do.
And she don’t care that what she does has an effect on you.  

I wonder if my neighbours are tired of me listening to this on repeat, at full volume, with all the windows open. 

The Shower Scene - Brand New

Nothing that you do is new to anything, or anyone, but you.

UH OH, TEEN ANGST BLOGGING ALERT.

I Want You - Personal and the Pizzas 

Hello, internet pals. I’ve just decided that it’s totally a Personal and the Pizzas kind of day. This is an important post. 

You Will Always Bring Me Flowers - Shannon and the Clams

I know it’s been a tough winter,
I know ‘cause I’ve been freezin’ too.

Absolutely necessary Valentines Day post.

piazza:

Bad Banana - Stand Next To Me

“I see you across the room and I’d like to get to know you. You seem to be in high demand, but you’re talking to me about your favorite bands; Descendents and Dinosaur Jr. Maybe I should have spoken up sooner. I’m not looking for a boyfriend, but if I was, I would like you to be him.”

This is my reaction whenever a dude talks about HIL or baseball. Instant crush.

(Source: rottenbonez, via wendybrrrd)

mortauxvaches:

thesubversivesound:

Death From Above 1979 | Sexy Results

I wanna show you how I handle business.
I wanna show you how I work, work, work.  

unff unff unff. i consent to anything if we can listen to this song while we do it.

I have very few easily accomplished life goals left, but this is one of them. Somebody help a grrrrrl achieve her goals.

(Source: wearetherebirth, via abortionista)

Come Back - Born Ruffians

I missed you in March.
I missed you in November.
I missed you on my birthday, which I know you don’t remember.

Last Chance to Lose Your Keys - Brand New

You’re starin’ at me from across the room,
But turn your back when I walk up.
We got inches away,
And I never even got close. 

Not sure when this became my favourite/most played song off of YFW, but I’m not mad about it at all. The 16-year-old version of me would be so into my tumblr right now.