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Ella sólo busca que la quieran en su forma,
y no en las millones que existen.
Quiere que la quieran única
y no cualquiera.

Vive la vida despeinada,
fumándose un peta en cada esquina,
llorando en la barra del mismo bar que lleva su nombre,
yendo de taxi en taxi detrás del amor de su vida
que olvidó decirle cuándo iba a ser la próxima cita.

Tiene la mirada clavada donde todos, pero mira como nadie.

Es una chica sin filtros,
sin pelos en la lengua,
sin ataduras en el corazón.
Dice lo que tiene que decir
y siente lo que no quiere sentir.

Es la gata que camina por los tejados a medianoche
en busca de una caricia
y huye al primer roce.

Es tan única
que ni siquiera la encuentras en un libro,
ni en una fragancia
ni en un paisaje.

Lo de sus ojeras ya nos lo cuentan las canciones,
lo de su sonrisa ya nos lo cuentan las interminables veces en las que tuvo que partirse para ser la chica valiente que ahora es,
porque eso si: un día tuvo tanto miedo, que no tuvo otra opción que secarse las lágrimas y tomar al toro por los cuernos que dicho sea de paso: ya los llevaba clavados en el pecho.

Ella es el sol de The Beatles,
la paciencia de Guns N’ Roses,
la satisfacción de los Rolling Stones;
la voz rota de Kurt,
la sonrisa fugaz de Amy,
la mirada perdida de Jim,
el espíritu rebelde de Janis.

Jamás se ha rendido por nada,
aunque muchas veces lo ha hecho por alguien.
Lo ha dejado todo por un abrazo
y ha hecho estallar esa presión del pecho
contra otro pecho.
Dos corazones que laten al compás
es música para cualquier sentimiento.

No la catalogues como una chica rota,
porque no lo es,
lo que sí es:
una chica que lleva mil guerras perdidas en la mirada
y mil cicatrices bajo la sonrisa.
—  Benjamín Griss
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THE ROLLING STONES: RIDE ‘EM ON DOWN (2016)

Kristen Stewart and a post-apocalyptic LA star in this video from the Stones’ new album of blues covers.

anonymous asked:

ÉL SIGUE EN EL CLOSET. HARRY. NO. ELIGE. ESTO. ME CAGO EN BEN WINSTON. ANTES LO IGNORABA, Y ME PARECÍA PATÉTICO. AHORA LO ODIO. ME CAGO EN EL ENTREVISTADOR HIJO DE PUTA. ME CAGO EN ROLLING STONE. ME CAGO EN LA HETERONORMATIVIDAD. CUÍDATE MUCHO AYU. SEGUIMOS FUERTES EN ESTO, BESOS. ALLTHE FUCKING/FLUFFY LOVE.

ME ^

Obvio, siempre. Love u 💚

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Tf2 Playlists!

Scout
Trouble - Elvis Presley 
Uptown Funk - Mark Ronson
Intoxicated - Martin Solveig
Baby I Need Your Lovin - The Four Tops
Glitter & Gold - Cheap Time
Mamma Said - The Shirelles 
Mmm Yeah - Austin Mahone
Hey Micky! - Toni Basil
Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley
Hound Dog - Elvis Presley
You’re the One that I Want - from Grease

For Scout I wanted to get that Greaser feel, yet one that hit home. A loudmouth, no good, fast running mama’s boy like Scout deserves only the best sort of music; upbeat with a splash of that New York feel, this one I think captures his personality best out of all of these.

Engie
Butterfly Kisses - Bob Carlisle
Technologic - Daft Punk
Honey I’m Good - Andy Grammar
Chicken Fried - Zachary Brown Band
All My Ex’s Live in Texas - George Strait
Geekin’ - will.i.am
Without Thinking - The Streets
Friends In Low Places - Garth Brooks
9 to 5 - Dolly Parton
Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy - Big & Rich
Good Time - Alan Jackson

I wanted to stray away from country as much as I could for Engie, but I couldn’t resist, as some of these are so cute and I thought they would be songs he would listen to.

Spy
I’m An Albatroaz - AronChupa
Happy - Pharrell
Heartbreak Hotel - Elvis Presley
That’s Amore - Dean Martin
You Make Me Feel So Young - Frank Sinatra
Death Of a Bachelor - Panic! At the Disco
Stand By Me - Ben E. King
This Magic Moment - The Drifters
La Mer - Charles Trenet
J'attendrai - Tino Rossi
I Just Called To Say I Love You - Stevie Wonder

Being a lovebird (y’know, French and all) I wanted to get that slow dance sort of emotion to this playlist, but still keep that edge because we all know Spy will stab a bitch if needed and not even ruin his manicure.

Sniper
Angel - Aerosmith
Ghost - Halsey
Here I Go Again - Whitesnake
Me, Myself, and I - G-Eazy
Wanted Dead Or Alive - Bon Jovi
Turn The Page - Bob Seger
Everytime - Britney Spears
Roads - Portishead
Brick - Ben Folds Five
Fade Into Darkness - Avicii
Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

This elusive Aussie was surprisingly easier to make a playlist for than I was worried about. Then again, I had a friend who is a total Sniper nerd there to help me. This one captures his loneliness a lot and really gives me feels.

Soldier
Little Soldier Boy (Leaves From The Vine) - Mako Iwamatsu
God Bless The USA - Lee Greenwood
Hero - Enrique Iglesias
Cat’s In The Cradle - Harry Chapin
Till I Collapse - Eminem
Remember The Name - Fort Minor
Everybody Loves My Baby - Boswell Sisters
Rock The House - Gorillaz
No One Likes Super Man Anymore - I Fight Dragons
Let’s Dance - David Bowie
Rub Some Bacon On It - Rhett And Link

Soldier doesn’t know when to stop. Nor does he know anything outside of serving for his country, or at least thinking he is. Keeping a somewhat silly yet rough/serious edge to this was the challenge, but in the end I had a lot of fun making this one. Especially the last song.

Pyro
White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane
Puff The Magic Dragon - Peter Paul & Mary
Wouldn’t It Be Nice - The Beach Boys
Under Pressure - Queen
As The World Falls Down - David Bowie
Three Little Birds - Bob Marley
What’s A Wonderful World - Louis Armstrong
Skyfall - Adele
Training Wheels - Melanie Martinez
Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Israel “IZ”
On Melancholy Hill - Gorillaz

I wanted to get two sides to this one: Pyro’s wonderland, and the destruction happening outside of their view. I like to imagine them skipping merrily then with maybe a flower crown and unknowingly crunching skulls under their boots as they go along. That’s kinda dark, huh?

Medic
Sweet Dreams - Eurythmics
Flying High Again - Ozzy Osbourne
Welcome To The Jungle - Guns N’ Roses
Blood - My Chemical Romance
Born To Die - Lana Del Ray
Take My Breath Away - Berlin
Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem) - Jay Z
The Bad Touch - Bloodhound Gang
99 Luftballoons - Nena
All Shook Up - Elvis Presley
Another One Bites The Dust - Queen

Another playlist for another sadistic maniac *sigh*. I’m not too fond of the serious no bullshit scary German man that most of the fandom seems to portray Medic as, as in the comics and SFM’s, he has his intelligent side then his fun loving (maniacal) side.

Heavy
Counting Bodies Like Sheep - A Perfect Circle
Cochise - Audioslave
Mosh - Eminem
I’m Comin’ Home - P. Diddy
Spaz Out - Army Of The Pharaohs
Welcome Home - Coheed and Cambria
Work - Kanye West
Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
Bad Case Of Lovin You - Robert Palmer
Paint It Black - The Rolling Stones
Viva La Vida - Coldplay

Oh man, this one was intense. I wanted to get that serious big tough guy feel on this one. I added a couple more subdued songs, as he does have his soft side, but this one is definitely for the battlefield.

Demoman
Red Solo Cup - Toby Kieth
Tubthumping - Chumbawamba
Shots - LMFAO
Wobble - V.I.C.
The Maid Gaed To The Mill - A Scottish Drinking Song
Escape - Rupert Holmes
Hooked On A Feeling - Blue Swede
Fooled Around And Fell In Love - Elvin Bishop
I Want You Back - Jackson 5
O-O-H Child - The Five Stairsteps
September - Earth, Wind, & Fire

I’m not gonna lie, like a lot of these are from the Guardians Of the Galaxy soundtrack oops. I just really like that laid back  no worries sort of feeling those songs have. I think Demoman would be the kind to not dwell on those icky thoughts, and would much rather have a drink and a few laughs.

Ms. Pauling
You Don’t Know - Eminem ft. 50 Cent
Work, Hustle, Kill - Rob Bailey & The Hustle Standard
Skinny Love - Bon Iver
Lose Yourself - Eminem
Smooth Criminal - Michael Jackson
Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
Sweet Child O’ Mine - Guns N’ Roses
Boss Ass Bitch - PTAF
Hollaback Girl - Gwen Stefani
You Make Me Feel Like Dancing - Leo Sayer
Ain’t It Fun - Paramore

Ah, yes, my queen. Honestly, Miss Pauling is one of my favourite Tf2 characters. She has this badass outline with that sweet awkward creme filling that gives me cavities whenever she appears!

the signs as off to the races lyrics
  • aries: "yo i'm off to the races, laces, leather on my waist is tight and i am fallin' down. i can see your face is shameless, cipriani's basement. love you but i'm going down, god i'm so crazy, baby, i'm sorry that i'm misbehaving"
  • taurus: "be a good baby, do what i want, light of my life, fire of my loins, give me them gold coins, give me them coins"
  • gemini: "i'm your little harlot, starlet, queen of coney island, raising hell all over town"
  • cancer: "i'm not afraid to say that i'd die without him. who else is gonna put up with me this way? i need you, i breathe you, i'd never leave you. they would rue the day, i was alone without you"
  • leo: "white bikini off with my red nail polish. watch me in the swimming pool, bright blue ripples, you sittin', sippin' on your black cristal"
  • virgo: "he doesn't mind i have a las vegas past. he doesn't mind i have an LA crass way about me, he loves me with every beat of his cocaine heart"
  • libra: "slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup, glass film, perfume, cognac, lilac. fumes, says it feels like heaven to him"
  • scorpio: "my old man is a tough man but, he's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam, and he shows me, he knows me every inch of my tar black soul"
  • sagittarius: "because I'm crazy baby, i need you to come here and save me. i'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden, kiss me on my open mouth"
  • capricorn: "you're lyin' with your gold chain on, cigar hangin' from your lips. i said 'hun' you never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man'"
  • aquarius: "he doesn't mind i have a flat broke down life in fact he says he thinks it's why he might like about me admires me, the way i roll like a rolling stone"
  • pisces: "to las vegas chaos, casino oasis, honey it is time to spin. boy you're so crazy, baby, i love you forever not maybe. you are my one true love, you are my one true love"
I’m reading a book on Charles Manson...and, Christ, him and his “Family” were pieces of shit, weren’t they? No one to be glamorized.  Not by rock fans. Not by anyone.

Sharon Tate begging them all to, at least, cut the baby out from her womb alive before they killed her still fucking haunts me.

Fuck anyone who happily wears a Charles Manson t-shirt because he’s “cool.”  I sincerely mean that.