Brian Jones


Brian Jones


Jimmy Page, NYC Press Conference, 1970.

omggg I don’t think I could resist that face

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people that are dorks but also sexually attractive need to either stay away from me or get very very close to me

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❝ I was 17 when I wrote that, that’s the age you are when you think someone can actually take your boyfriend. Then you grow up and realize no one takes someone from you if they don’t want to leave. ❞

— Taylor Swift on Better Than Revenge (via swiftnetwork)

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His arms are so hot


His arms are so hot

1963:  She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
1964:  She's in love with me, and I feel fine.
1965:  She's got a ticket to ride, and she don't care.
1966:  She said, I know what it's like to be dead.
1967:  She's leaving home after living alone for so many years.
1968:  She's well acquainted with the touch of a velvet hand, like a lizard on a window pane...
1969:  She came in through the bathroom window, protected by her silver spoon...
1970:  She is standing, right in front of me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.


Help! (1965)


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seduce me with tickets to disney world 

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*university voice* unfortunately… we have too much money… so we have to raise tuition so we can build a place to keep all the other money in… so sorry unavoidable

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it’s 4:20 you know what that means.  time to go out and milk the cows.  life on a pennsylvanian farm is tough but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.


I wanna be in that relationship were I can just do the stupidest shit. Like legit, dance in public with me, make faces at me, do accents with me, hell, make fun of my bad habits in a funny way. I don’t care, just have fun with me.