My new blog has gotten reblogged and liked more in four days than my old one has in 3 months…
I’m bored. ONE MILLION PERCENT!
I have another blog
it’s a blog with music you should hear, admittedly that’s what this one featured but I’ll be moving those to the other blog. nomorequestions.tumblr.com
I NEED A HAIRCUT
Yesterday my bangs caught fire when I was lighting up a bowl.
God my family needs to hurry the fuck up. I’ll never get there by 10:15 at this rate.
I really like the idea of having a few albums with innocent sounding titles but horrible covers. like have one called “hanging around” and it has a picture of people at the gallows but our faces shopped on. or one called “wish you were here” the just says that on a tombstone. ya know….what I mean?
I get a psychotic sort of playfulness whenever I’m holding a knife, it should worry me more than it does.
Applied for a job at walmart.com, after a 65 question survey it turns out I didn’t pass. Anyone know of anyone hiring near spanaway? cause otherwise I’m screwed.
Twilight's new Breaking Dawn trailer makes me wish...
Holy shit room 6 is the most passive aggressive horror movie I’ve ever seen, every time something remotely scary happens the movie denies it outright. “What? no we didn’t show a scary face! You’re crazy!” it’s like watching a movie about my brain.
When I was a kid....
Whenever I heard the dishwasher I used to think it sounded like it was beatboxing and I would dance along with the beat.
That awkward moment when you realize your entire family in republican.
up too late to filter out whininess.
I’ve never minded the depression, it’s just something I’ve gotten used to. No what really gets to me is when someone tricks me into being happy for a few seconds which just reminds me I’m not. I end up hating people who make me happy, a concept which makes about as much sense as anything else related to me.
I think my cat might be dead.
I had to change my pants after I saw this…
Check this out chris!
Those who dance are called mad by those who can’t hear the music.– Friedrich nietzsche
The greatest story ever told (by me anyway)
This was written instead of a biography for music class, this is exactly what I sent to my teacher. Read and enjoy. You’re welcome. Once there was a group of people, a couple of literal art school rejects. One was named David Byrne, he was the mouthy one. Another named Tina Weymouth, she played Bass, indisputably the best instrument. Chris hantz was the drummer, him and tina were married....
check this out!