This is what best friends look like part III.
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This is what best friends look like part II.
This is what best friends look like.
It’s ok, you can laugh. We did.
My weekend, starting Thursday, was pretty fun.
My favorite part I’d have to say is when Angela and I took funny photos via photobooth. I haven’t laughed that hard in for ever.
Deats later. Time to get lost in Tumblr.
My boyfriend’s aunt works at a library and she had printed these out, among others and I had picked these three to color.
She’s decorating the library with these and I’m extra stoked. They’re pretty big as you can see.
I have a certain crayon at Izzy’s house that I want to use on Jean’s costume but fuck, I can’t wait for him to get out of work to go get it and I rather not drive just for a crayon, haha.
So yellow it is. I’ll take an ‘after’ photo of them. Pretty fuckin nifty, huh?
P/S I HATE crayons.
Listening to RVIVR. Everything feels nice.
A friend of mine just asked me if “gnarly” is my trademark.
I do use it a lot. I don’t notice. It just comes out of me.
Do I feel flattered or offended?
I am pretty gnarly though. ya’know.
Is when people constantly talk shit about a band they’re not even a fan of. I mean it’s one thing to disagree with their sound because it isn’t your preference and to just not like them purely because they aren’t your “cup of tea” - but you just constantly say something just because to you, seeing them that ONE TIME, made them the shittiest band your ears and eyes ever witnessed.
No. SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP.
You seen the band once, you thought their set was just sloppy and shitty and the bass player looked like a tool.
Go suck a fucking dick.
You can’t base one fucking show for all that the band is worth.
and you know why you can’t fucking enjoy the pleasures of amazing bands? because you’re not a fucking fan.
When we all go to shows for our favorite bands and bands we grew up listening to and bands we were able to meet and become close with - every show means the fucking world to us[you.]
If the singer was drunk off his ass, you’re still going to sing your heart out and feel like a little kid because that singer has had such a great great great, GNARLY, affect on you and growing up that you just don’t fucking care.
I have a friend whose seen a band maybe 10+ times and he said “I don’t want to go because they always play the same shit”. You know why it seems that way? Because you go to every damn show. NOW! NOW NOW NOW, that doesn’t mean it’s true and that doesn’t mean it’s the same for every band.
I’ve seen Tsunami Bomb 10 times and then they split. Not every show had sound the same to me. and even if it was, I was still stoked as fuck because I wanted to see them and feel nostalgic and enjoy myself. Guess what? I DID JUST THAT.
It’s horrible for people to say such fucking awful things about bands they don’t even fucking listen to.
Keep your mouth running and see what happens to you.
Rant.
You’re so fucking gnarly this year.
I have all these shows I’m already going to and I’ve never needed a fucking planner so damn bad in my entire existence.
I’ve had them when I was a kid and never used them.
Funny how the past comes back to “haunt” you.
EVERYONE NEEDS TO CHECK OUT RIOT FEST’S LIST. THIS SUMMER IS TOOOOO EPIC!
I had a dream that Greg from The Souls was in my bathtub putting ona show. He was clothed and so was I.
I just remember skankin’ in water.
It was fucking gnarly.
