It was hard to take that song and guide it away from being a stalker song or about somebody breaking and entering or somebody violating someone’s personal space. It’s more about trying to remember someone and sort of be them—someone that you’ve lost your connection with (maybe because of a death)—so you reconnect with them by getting inside their clothes, watching their videos, getting in their bed. You’re actually recreating them somehow in order to know them better. You miss them so much you have to become them. 

Matt Berninger, on Green Gloves.

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If there’s someone you absolutely miss, you might find yourself talking to them a lot in your mind, creating those fake conversations with them and you answer yourself in their voice in your head. Maybe it’s a girlfriend who dumped you or you know someone who died or that sort of thing, you adopt their personality or the memory of who they were as a means of staying close to them. People talk about spirit, but I have this idea that when we die, we’re gone. All that lives on is our memory and how we affected people, the way we changed people throughout our life. Whether you’ve had a good effect of a bad effect on people, that’s your afterlife—the people who live on after you.
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The lady at Amoeba remarked on my good taste. 👌

The lady at Amoeba remarked on my good taste. 👌

lawtrafalgars:

list of things to do after Naruto ends:

  • reread naruto
  • rewatch naruto
  • rewatch all 10 naruto movies
  • cry
  • reread naruto for a third time
  • eat a bowl of ramen while crying bc naruto is over
  • die
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dead-tracks:

twerkforcats:

sallymurphy:

fuck

this is really really sad….

:(

Fuck right in the feels.

dead-tracks:

twerkforcats:

sallymurphy:

fuck

this is really really sad….

:(

Fuck right in the feels.

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ronystart:

do you ever see a person you love do something really fucking ridiculous and you just watch and think “ah yes this is where i have laid my affections”

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