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[groovesnjams]

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..................number41 ....................of50

“The Rip” by Porridge Radio

MG:

I don’t think any rage can match the assault of self-hatred. It’s impossible to know anything as intimately, to provoke anything as strongly, to judge anything as harshly as we do ourselves. When Dana Margolin retches “and now my heart aches,” every repetition more intense than the last, every line hitting the toilet bowl with immense regret, the underlying disgust is directed at herself. It’s a wrenching emotional performance, almost more theater than song, and Margolin delivers it honestly -- you can practically hear the snot draining down her throat as she screams “I threw it away!” The music beneath her is similarly dynamic and cinematic -- whirring theremin, fuzzy bass, chugging guitars -- and the whole effect is blistering.

DV:

The most stunning thing about “The Rip” is how little I understand about why and how much I understand about what by the end of the song. It’s full of “you”s, but they could be the singer or a lover or a friend or an enemy: it doesn’t even matter, because the song is about the effects of this emotional overflow, pot boiling over perpetually until the water is evaporated and the kitchen is in flames. It’s excessive and melodramatic, an unpleasant listen but also ultimately a cathartic one. “And now my heart aches/ And now my heart aches,” Margolin repeats, until the words have lost their meaning or found new ones. Even if we don’t remember why we left in the first place, we’re along for the journey.

[kyledefoor]

President George H.W. Bush / Rest in Power number 41 / WW2 fighter pilot and last US leader that came from the greatest generation / A lifetime of service to others / Would have loved to serve under you / 94 years old, what a great run #bush #number41 #defoorproformanceshooting #ww2 #presidentbush #bush1 https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq2XjejDGrF/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1pckn8tx0siwa

[suedklang]

Die Südklang Mix-Series 41 -mixed by @django_suedklang #südklang #suedklang #suedklangmixseries #südklangmixseries #skms #heilbronn #housemusic #techhouse #deephouse #electronicmusic #djset #djmix #essentialmix #radioshow #number41 #no41 #cover #artwork #design #grafik #march2018 #stuttgart #karlsruhe #konstanz #ibizadj (hier: Ibiza, Spain)

[28thquest-blog]

📆⚾ » OPENING DAY COUNTDOWN « ⚾📆 . #OpeningDay countdown continues today so #StartSpreadingTheNews because there's 41 days left till @Yankees begin their #28thQuest again!!! . 👤 MIGUEL ANDÚJAR 3B @miguelandujar_02 #Number41 . #Baseball #MLB #Yankees #ILoveThisGame . designed by @big18ag https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt50q_LAvQR/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=gfo7tpmeddiw

[jenraphael]

Doodle Number 41 #dailydoodle #doodleaday #number41 #dailydrawing #drawingaday2019 #art #abstractart #abstract #copicmarkers #prismacolormarkers #prismacolor #sharpieart #nyresolution2019 #popart #artpop https://www.instagram.com/p/BtugHH7jSPE/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jrw03k223d86

[booyouwhorehlb]

What a beautiful day to spend at @brightsidetattooshop #number41 #baltimore #brightsidetattoo

[araihiroyuki-nigaoe]

Kida Masao / Detroit Tigers 

Kida Masao / Detroit Tigers

  #KidaMasao #MLB #MajorLeagueBaseball #DetroitTigers #DET #Pitcher #number41  #木田優夫   #似顔絵 #illustration #挿絵 #イラストレーション #イラストレーター #illustrator #イラストレーター荒井浩之

[agenciaorpit]

Pensados em seu público-alvo, o tratamento no logotipo da duah faz com que ele tem um ar sofisticado, alinhado com sua comunicação. O site e a loja virtual também foram criados pela Orpit. Já pensou o que podemos fazer por sua empresa? Comunicação completa em um só lugar‼ 💫Acesse: www.orpit.com.br #DesafioOrpit #UmClientePorDia #365Jobs #Number41

[lysyuta]

Seokjin , number41

Prompt: “Please, take me instead.” + Jin

Words: 726

Warnings: kidnapping + violence

Description: You and Jin would’ve never expected to get kidnapped.

~

You couldn’t believe it.

Never in a million years did you think this would happen to you.

You’ve seen this happen to people on tv shows and movies, but never in real life. And now it happened to you.

You got kidnapped.

It wasn’t only you. It was you and your boyfriend.

You two were going for a simple late night walk and next thing you know, your heads were being covered by bags and you two were being pushed by some random people.

Now you were in some abandoned building, tied back to back.

“I’m so sorry, y/n. I’m so sorry.” Your boyfriend kept repeating.

“This isn’t your fault, Jin. Don’t apologize.” You tell him.

You two were scared out of your minds. You hoped that this would be like a comic book and someone would come save you.

“I can’t believe this is happening. I never even—” Jin started talking, but stopped once he heard a door open.

In came your kidnappers. There were two of them, but you couldn’t see their faces as they were covered by masks.

“Let us go.” Jin says to the two people.

They just laughed. They were crazy.

“You have no idea why you’re here, do you?” One of them ask.

“Because you’re all crazy?” You asked.

“Because you’re friend doesn’t know how to keep his mouth shut. You know, Taehyung? He’s such a snitch. You two are close to him, so that’s why we brought you here.” He speaks.

“What are you going to do with us?” Jin asked.

“Well,” one of the started, taking something out of his pocket.

A gun.

“We’re going to play a game.” He says. “It’s called, you’re Taehyung’s best friend, so you get shot first.” He looked at Jin, cocking his gun.

Your eyes widened.

“No. No, please.” Jin begged as the guy that wasn’t holding the gun pulled him up off the ground and held his hands behind his back.

Jin struggled against the man who was stronger than him.

“You’re in for a show, sweetheart.” One of the guys say to you. “You get the privilege of watching your boyfriend die right in front of you.”

The man held his gun up and placed it against Jin’s head.

“Please don’t. Please.” Jin says.

“It’s too late for that. You should’ve told your friend to keep his mouth shut.”

“Please just let us go. We don’t have anything to do with this.” You begged.

“You need to keep your mouth shut.” One of the men say to you.

You sighed and felt hot tears run down your face. Was this really happening?

What bad thing have you ever done to make such a thing happen to you?

The man with the gun switched the safety mode off and positioned it back to Jin’s head.

Jin closed his eyes, squeezing them tight.

“Wait!” You said, before the man had a chance to fire the gun. “Don’t shoot him. Please, take me instead!”

Jin opened his eyes and looked at you. “No.” Jin says.

“Yes. Take me, not him.” You say.

“Whatever you say, princess.” The man with the gun says. The other man pushed jin so he was sitting on the floor and proceeded to tie his hands behind his back and attach it to a random pole that was in the building. Jin was begging for them to stop the whole time.

He came over to you and untied you, holding your arms behind your back.

“Are you ready, princess?” The man asked.

“No!” Jin yelled. “Y/n, no!”

“Jin, shut up!” You yelled back at him, tears falling down your face.

“Don’t do this. Please don’t do this.” Jin cries. “Please!”

Suddenly, two loud noises were heard. One was the sound of the doors opening and people rushing into the building. Two was the sound of a gun going off.

He shot you.

You opened your eyes to see cops everywhere. They rushed in and handcuffed and took out your kidnappers as you felt to the ground.

“Y/n!” Jin yelled as an officer untied him. He ran over to where your body was lying.

The ambulance rushed in, pulling you onto a stretcher and rushing you into the truck. Jin cried and cried, unable to get the image of you being shot out of his head.

Your eyes slowly closed.

You were dead.

Or so you thought….

~

Let me know if you guys want a part two :)

[lostraindancer]

#NewtonCentre #avillageofNewton #wrapped #electricalbox with #NewtonCityHall Number41 (at Newton Free Library) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrxqB39HH8u/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ucj20plt0kd0

[jettajimm]

Rest in Peace President George H. W. Bush. Thank you for your service. Taken at 4:22 pm leaving Joint Base Andrews Maryland gate heading towards the U.S. Capitol. #President #FamilyMan #WarHero #Number41 #RIP (at Joint Base Andrews) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq8Z1uDgkU4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1juruuxxgh2oo