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back and fourth between. tpb. jawside. bhowe.

levodj:

breenizm:

VISIONS140

wow. this reminds me of too many acid trips listening to grime.

(Source: youtube.com)

srisiris:

jawside:

THIS WEEKEND!!!!  If you live in nepa you have no excuse! Good music, good friends, and outside in the sun.  There is nothing else like this in this area, come support!

PLUS: Im djing saturday at 1pm on the dubstep stage, the only grime you are gonna hear all weekend. straight fire.

cannot wait for this! reach if you can!

TOMORROW AND SUNDAY! just go its free.

levodj:

nightsuk:

plasticman pump up the jam

see you tomorrow mayday.

7 hours ago !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Source: wiccaphase)

Carlton and The Shoes - Love Me Forever

16 hours ago hiddendoorways:

sneakin

hiddendoorways:

sneakin

16 hours ago
17 hours ago hellionhooligan:

terrysdrunk13:
gpoy  Hail

hellionhooligan:

terrysdrunk13:

gpoy 
Hail

(Source: apoq)

17 hours ago
18 hours ago zwartmagazine:

package of Z\W\A\R\T magazine Nr. 6
” Les Horribles Travailleurs  ” - 6 pages sound magazine \ cdr 
+ magazine with 6 photosOrders via PayPal kidko@xs4all.nl or via Banktransfer8,70 EUR = Nederland 11,00 EUR = within Europe14,70 USD = rest of the world https://soundcloud.com/horriblestravailleurs https://www.facebook.com/LesHorriblesTravailleurs

zwartmagazine:

package of Z\W\A\R\T magazine Nr. 6

” Les Horribles Travailleurs  ” - 6 pages sound magazine \ cdr 

+ magazine with 6 photos

Orders via PayPal kidko@xs4all.nl
or via Banktransfer
8,70 EUR = Nederland
11,00 EUR = within Europe
14,70 USD = rest of the world

https://soundcloud.com/horriblestravailleurs
https://www.facebook.com/LesHorriblesTravailleurs

integralnoise:

black milky way

(via rawforms)

18 hours ago blacksaw:

The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave, The Moon, their Mistress, had expired before; The winds were wither’d in the stagnant air, And the clouds perish’d; darkness had no need Of aid from them—she was the Universe.
- Lord Byron; Darkness

blacksaw:

The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The Moon, their Mistress, had expired before;
The winds were wither’d in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish’d; darkness had no need
Of aid from them—she was the Universe.

- Lord Byron; Darkness

18 hours ago
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