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Heavy-eyed nightmares replay cause I look through chapel glass in technicolor. #super35 #lomokino #musicvideo

Caleb lights. Tim models. I liked it. TV class is cool. #tv #studio

Caleb lights. Tim models. I liked it. TV class is cool. #tv #studio

fauxreality:

#fauxreality #transformationtuesday

fauxreality:

#fauxreality #transformationtuesday

Pre-show selfie #twinning

Pre-show selfie #twinning

Got 1st place in Radio PSA and 2nd in TV Documentary at the Kansas Association of Broadcasters Awards.  I beat KU, WSU and other universities in the whole state in my categories. I’m proud and honored to say the least. #KAB #groovybaby

Got 1st place in Radio PSA and 2nd in TV Documentary at the Kansas Association of Broadcasters Awards. I beat KU, WSU and other universities in the whole state in my categories. I’m proud and honored to say the least. #KAB #groovybaby

fauxreality:

Coldplay - Midnight (Full Band Cover) by Faux Reality

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I just covered Coldplay’s new single: Midnight. We tried to take a different approach than the original version.

Made a music video this weekend with a Super 35. #film #lomokino #video

Made a music video this weekend with a Super 35. #film #lomokino #video

oneweekoneband:

My Chemical Romance - I Don’t Love You

And maybe when you get back I’ll be off to find another way

Feeling someone fall out of love with you is painful in strange ways. It’s not the sharp shocking breathless hurt of a clean break but a long, slow splintering, a wet branch smoldering and smoking, filling your lungs with poison. You pick the loose threads off the cuffs of your sweater; you watch them across half-full cups of coffee. You wonder if you’re imagining it. You wonder when they will tell you, and if they will tell you why. If they’ll tell you the truth. 

"I Don’t Love You" is one of my favorite songs off The Black Parade. It manages to be both hurt and hurtful, the leaving and the left at once. Well, when you go, don’t ever think I’ll make you try to stay. The whole song is dripping with venom, and its progression is done so artfully. Would you even turn to say, ‘I don’t love you like I loved you yesterday,’ so full of pain, of bewildered rage and resentment and loss, and then - suddenly, quietly, so, so calmly, a change. Would you have the guts, Gerard asks, and the contempt in his voice is a gift and a balm. There is a flatness to the line, a barely restrained anger vibrating poison off every word, that feels deserved and righteous and as matter-of-fact as Taylor Swift’s you shoulda known. Then the song explodes back into drums and guitar and full-on vocals and yet somehow, now, the tables have turned. I don’t love you, says Gerard, and he is no longer the one being addressed but the one speaking.

You are the one writing this history. You were there. This story is yours. This pain is yours, and you own it, and every time you tell it its hold on you grows weaker. Don’t ever think I’ll make you try to stay; it’s too late for you to catch me now. 

Road 6 miles on this little guy today. What a beautiful day it has been! #skateboard #mercerlongboards #cruiser

Road 6 miles on this little guy today. What a beautiful day it has been! #skateboard #mercerlongboards #cruiser

pizzzatime:

aarontatertot: Blood as seen through an electron microscope.

pizzzatime:

aarontatertot: Blood as seen through an electron microscope.