Wellll...I can't really describe what this is gonna be, but I'll let you know when I find out.

 

leepacie:

A mix of twenty alternative/indie kinda popish mashups by popular artists. 

Paper Royals - M.I.A. vs. Lorde
Radioactive vs. Radioactive - Imagine Dragons vs. Marina & the Diamonds
Somebody That I Used To Idle - Gotye vs. Marina & the Diamonds
Somebody Told Me To Feel Good - Gorillaz vs. The Killers
Lolita Lights - The Veronicas vs. Ellie Goulding
Crazy Little Thing Called Rehab - Amy Winehouse vs. Queen
Radioactive In the Dark - Imagine Dragons vs. Fall Out Boy
Sweet Dreams Are Made of Seven Nation Army - Eurythmics vs. The White Stripes
Royal Attack - Demi Lovato vs. Lorde
Wrecking Ball vs. Sail - Miley Cyrus vs. Awolnation
Cosmic Sins & Tragedies - Florence and the Machine vs. Panic! At the Disco
Pompeii is Radioactive - Imagine Dragons vs. Bastille
Radioactive Toxic - Britney Spears vs. Marina & the Diamonds
Little Wrecking Ball - Miley Cyrus vs. Mumford & Sons
Intro vs. Obsessions - The Xx vs. Marina & the Diamonds
Midnight Youth - The Naked and Famous vs. Awolnation vs. M83
Summertime Sadness vs. Valley of the Dolls - Lana Del Rey vs. Marina & the Diamonds
Still Into Animals - Paramore vs. Neon Trees
Viva La Pompeii - Bastille vs. Coldplay
I Write Sins Not Sex Yeah - Panic! At The Disco vs. Marina & the Diamonds

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leepacie:

A mix of twenty alternative/indie kinda popish mashups by popular artists. 

Paper Royals - M.I.A. vs. Lorde

Radioactive vs. Radioactive - Imagine Dragons vs. Marina & the Diamonds

Somebody That I Used To Idle - Gotye vs. Marina & the Diamonds

Somebody Told Me To Feel Good - Gorillaz vs. The Killers

Lolita Lights - The Veronicas vs. Ellie Goulding

Crazy Little Thing Called Rehab - Amy Winehouse vs. Queen

Radioactive In the Dark - Imagine Dragons vs. Fall Out Boy

Sweet Dreams Are Made of Seven Nation Army - Eurythmics vs. The White Stripes

Royal Attack - Demi Lovato vs. Lorde

Wrecking Ball vs. Sail - Miley Cyrus vs. Awolnation

Cosmic Sins & Tragedies - Florence and the Machine vs. Panic! At the Disco

Pompeii is Radioactive - Imagine Dragons vs. Bastille

Radioactive Toxic - Britney Spears vs. Marina & the Diamonds

Little Wrecking Ball - Miley Cyrus vs. Mumford & Sons

Intro vs. Obsessions - The Xx vs. Marina & the Diamonds

Midnight Youth - The Naked and Famous vs. Awolnation vs. M83

Summertime Sadness vs. Valley of the Dolls - Lana Del Rey vs. Marina & the Diamonds

Still Into Animals - Paramore vs. Neon Trees

Viva La Pompeii - Bastille vs. Coldplay

I Write Sins Not Sex Yeah - Panic! At The Disco vs. Marina & the Diamonds

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choicetenders:

bossuspain:

russianpyro:

mutantsandaliens:

zen-mode:

reubydoomsday:

Nobody’s immune to breast cancer.

Best. Ever.
Get that on your blogs. NOW.

putting this on my blog for reasons.

Reblogging for similar reasons.

[This is fucking awesome.]

OOC: Very good idea!!

still my fav

(Source: -ryan)

zzazu:

britney2007spears:

joebarborak:

thepurdypurdy:

THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN LAST WEEK AT MY LOCAL KMART. YES, THAT IS A SEALED VHS TAPE OF JIMMY NEUTRON THE MOVIE, IN 2014, AT KMART, SITTING NEXT TO DVDS AND BLU-RAYS, PRICED AT $8.99 
To give perspective, this film was released on VHS in 2002 and has been sitting unopened in a Kmart store for 12 years, longer than children now in middle school. 
Plain proof that no one does inventory or gives a shit at any Kmart anywhere. Someone could probably live in Kmart and have no one notice. 

In 2001, I did an experiment for school about the idea of living in a big-box store like this. I selected a busy 24hr Meijer, which is a midwest-only combination of Marts both K and Wal. I entered the store on a lovely friday afternoon, and didn’t leave the store until the following sunday evening. I read the entire magazine section, played all of the demos of the games in the electronics section, and beat minesweeper on my phone innumerable times. I ate at the pizza parlour they’d just installed, and slept on the display furniture. I wandered around the racks during the day, bored out of my skull. I considered buying frozen burritos and asking one of the employees if they had a breakroom where I could microwave them, but that felt like it wouldn’t truly answer the question if someone could live in a Meijer; I’d be using resources that weren’t public.
The only time I was ever asked if I needed any help was on sunday morning around 8am, and then it was only waking me up to ask me if I was drunk and had wandered in that night and fell asleep on their displays. I said, “no, I’m fine, I’m just trying this futon.” and was left alone.
The people that work there really don’t care.

u lived in a k-mart

This is the most magical thing I’ve ever had the privilege of reading

zzazu:

britney2007spears:

joebarborak:

thepurdypurdy:

THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN LAST WEEK AT MY LOCAL KMART. YES, THAT IS A SEALED VHS TAPE OF JIMMY NEUTRON THE MOVIE, IN 2014, AT KMART, SITTING NEXT TO DVDS AND BLU-RAYS, PRICED AT $8.99 

To give perspective, this film was released on VHS in 2002 and has been sitting unopened in a Kmart store for 12 years, longer than children now in middle school. 

Plain proof that no one does inventory or gives a shit at any Kmart anywhere. Someone could probably live in Kmart and have no one notice. 

In 2001, I did an experiment for school about the idea of living in a big-box store like this. I selected a busy 24hr Meijer, which is a midwest-only combination of Marts both K and Wal. I entered the store on a lovely friday afternoon, and didn’t leave the store until the following sunday evening. I read the entire magazine section, played all of the demos of the games in the electronics section, and beat minesweeper on my phone innumerable times. I ate at the pizza parlour they’d just installed, and slept on the display furniture. I wandered around the racks during the day, bored out of my skull. I considered buying frozen burritos and asking one of the employees if they had a breakroom where I could microwave them, but that felt like it wouldn’t truly answer the question if someone could live in a Meijer; I’d be using resources that weren’t public.

The only time I was ever asked if I needed any help was on sunday morning around 8am, and then it was only waking me up to ask me if I was drunk and had wandered in that night and fell asleep on their displays. I said, “no, I’m fine, I’m just trying this futon.” and was left alone.

The people that work there really don’t care.

u lived in a k-mart

This is the most magical thing I’ve ever had the privilege of reading

whereareyouravengers:

agatharights:

hatepig:

agatharights:

crewdlydrawn:

paraxdisepink:

littlewingtodd:

… The Winter Soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark…
Bucky killed Howard and Maria Stark.
BUCKY FUCKING BARNES KILLED HOWARD AND MARIA STARK.
Make the goddamn connection. ‘Accident’ my ass…
I know it wasn’t the real Bucky. He was buried underneath a shit ton of Hydra brainwashing and memory loss. But just the idea of him murdering Tony’s parents without even knowing is unimaginable and it hurts my heart. Fuck you Marvel and all your damn feels. 

Not just murdering Tony’s parents, but murdering a man Bucky no doubt knew personally and might have considered a friend, murdering someone who helped Steve rescue him from the HYDRA base and who we can be 99.99999% sure Bucky himself would not have wanted to kill.  

I didn’t catch this and now everything hurts.

when i said “The MCU is beautiful and nothing hurts” what I meant was “everything hurts forever goodbye”

I love it. Because with the popular “Tony hacked SHIELD and all that info is waiting for him” post going around, imagine when Tony digs it up and finds out the guy who Steve’s chasing around killed his dad. Imagine him cobbling together a slapdash suit without Pepper noticing and jetting to where Bucky is, and being ready to blow him up without him even realizing Tony’s there, only to stop.
Because the man down there doesn’t look like a remorseless trained killer. He’s dirty and he’s thin and he’s sleeping on a park bench. The cybernetic arm he’s got doesn’t work right. The fingers are awkwardly curled where the servomotors have run down. The knuckles on his flesh and blood hand are bruised and scraped from where he had to fight off a couple of drug addicts wanting to roll a homeless guy for spare change.
And Tony would lower the repulsors and pick up his phone and call Steve. And leave before he got there.
Pepper would find him in the morning with a smashed up set of armor and a bottle of scotch and an old album. Drunk and crying.
Tony thinks long and hard before he puts on the suit again.

HATEPIG WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

I FUCKING IMAGINED THAT LAST PARAGRAPH AND I CRIED I REALLY CRIED AND I HAVE FINALS IN TWO WEEKS I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THAT SAD SHIT AND HOMELESS BUCKY FUCK EVERYTHING

whereareyouravengers:

agatharights:

hatepig:

agatharights:

crewdlydrawn:

paraxdisepink:

littlewingtodd:

… The Winter Soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark…

Bucky killed Howard and Maria Stark.

BUCKY FUCKING BARNES KILLED HOWARD AND MARIA STARK.

Make the goddamn connection. ‘Accident’ my ass…

I know it wasn’t the real Bucky. He was buried underneath a shit ton of Hydra brainwashing and memory loss. But just the idea of him murdering Tony’s parents without even knowing is unimaginable and it hurts my heart. Fuck you Marvel and all your damn feels. 

Not just murdering Tony’s parents, but murdering a man Bucky no doubt knew personally and might have considered a friend, murdering someone who helped Steve rescue him from the HYDRA base and who we can be 99.99999% sure Bucky himself would not have wanted to kill.  

I didn’t catch this and now everything hurts.

when i said “The MCU is beautiful and nothing hurts” what I meant was “everything hurts forever goodbye”

I love it. Because with the popular “Tony hacked SHIELD and all that info is waiting for him” post going around, imagine when Tony digs it up and finds out the guy who Steve’s chasing around killed his dad. Imagine him cobbling together a slapdash suit without Pepper noticing and jetting to where Bucky is, and being ready to blow him up without him even realizing Tony’s there, only to stop.

Because the man down there doesn’t look like a remorseless trained killer. He’s dirty and he’s thin and he’s sleeping on a park bench. The cybernetic arm he’s got doesn’t work right. The fingers are awkwardly curled where the servomotors have run down. The knuckles on his flesh and blood hand are bruised and scraped from where he had to fight off a couple of drug addicts wanting to roll a homeless guy for spare change.

And Tony would lower the repulsors and pick up his phone and call Steve. And leave before he got there.

Pepper would find him in the morning with a smashed up set of armor and a bottle of scotch and an old album. Drunk and crying.

Tony thinks long and hard before he puts on the suit again.

HATEPIG WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

I FUCKING IMAGINED THAT LAST PARAGRAPH AND I CRIED I REALLY CRIED AND I HAVE FINALS IN TWO WEEKS I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THAT SAD SHIT AND HOMELESS BUCKY FUCK EVERYTHING