E Is For Extraterrestrial

Eat, Sleep, Repeat.

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Key, Amber & Kris - Like a G6 at SMTOWN in LA 2012

Chanyeol wants to hand something to Jongdae but Baekhyun walks between them (on purpose) ..so he hits him ಥ⌣ಥ  (x by pl )

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Kill Me
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weepling:

Kate Nash || Nicest Thing
All I know is that you’re so nice
You’re the nicest thing I’ve seen

I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something 

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you were in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way I dress was your favourite kind of style
I wish that you couldn’t figure me out, but you’d always wanna know what i was about
I wish you’d hold my hand, when I was upset
I wish you’d never forget, the look on my face when we first met
I wish you had a favourite beauty spot that you loved secretly because it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me 
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three
I wish that without me your heart wouldd break
Yeah, I wish that without me you’d be spending the rests of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn’t eat
Yeah, I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you’re the nicest thing I’ve ever seen
and I wish we could see if we could be something
yeah i wish that we could see if we could be something 

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Hole
Violet

suicideblonde:

Hole - Violet

Go on, take everything take everything I want you to 
Go on, take everything take everything I dare you to 

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avid:

Tom Hiddleston reading Shakespeare Sonnet 130

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
   And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
   As any she belied with false compare.

(Source: kamero-gomez, via thesappiest)

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