Caution be wary of dirty bass lines, and watch out for those pesky bass drops. May the Dubstep be with you.

DIRTY! FILTHY! GRIMMY! DUBSTEP!

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the escape

Sometimes our mind escapes us

Sometimes we escape our minds

For the times are rough

and we need escaping

whether it be from ourselves

or from someone else

we can’t always hold our composure

and sometimes we need closure

and the only way to find that

is to escape and make sure

this is what we really want

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when in doubt, party!

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Leave it to the world, and The world will let you down.

Leave to yourself, and the world will follow.

Dependance is everything. Nowhere to fall but up.

when a fire starts in the heart, you’d better feed it gasoline.

-Jonathon Thomas


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insanelygaming:

Gamers: BE PREPARED! - by thehookshot
“The Right Equipment Could Save Your Extra Life!” Can you name the items from all 12 games? A mixture of old school and new school!
Available on RedBubble

insanelygaming:

Gamers: BE PREPARED! - by 

“The Right Equipment Could Save Your Extra Life!” Can you name the items from all 12 games? A mixture of old school and new school!

Available on RedBubble

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insanelygaming:

Breakfast of Champions! - by doomzilla
(via doomzilla)

insanelygaming:

Breakfast of Champions! - by doomzilla

(via doomzilla)

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Time and the continuum

As time flows
Our life shows
That we don’t live forever
So there is never a time, for never
We must triumph, and make it through our fears
For the worst it will end in, is tears
Death is natural, but so is life
We are all cut from the same mold, just with a different knife
So just a change in form, and we’re all a different being
We all have our different ways of seeing
So perfectly, imperfect is why this world is grand
Our lives tick away in an hour glass to the last grain of sand
So don’t waste your life away
until your dying day
Give yourself a meaning to live
Give everything you have to give

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Contradiction

The night is ever so blinding

As this wind is binding

I feel trapped, but yet secure

Lost, but found

there is to much noise

But yet not a sound

I feel so indistinct

Yet so profound

My life is a contradiction

and contradict it will

for I will not die

until I’ve had my fill

now on to the end…

but the question remains

where to begin?

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