“If for one minute you think you’re better than a sixteen-year-old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn’t know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about.”—(via falconry) (via upinsmoke) (via drivingbackwards) (via entrails) (via skysignal) (via petuous)
“I mean, isn’t it odd—how you can buy a lap dance, phone sex, or blowjob in a snap, but can’t pay a person a dollar to just sit next to you on a park bench and simply hold your hand?”—Jeffrey McDaniel (via yourlungs) (via hellovagina)
i think I enjoyed the Hedley concert so much because they covered Sublime. And because they put on a good show.
To the lady who sat beside me, just wanting to see Jacob-from-Canadian-Idol perform, I hope he blew away your expectations. And to the two grown men sitting with their family in front of me, just put your BlackBerrys away. You’re impressing no one.
Friday the 11th: augh work Sunday the 12th: Thanksgiving! [RIP turkey for dinner that I actually met.] Wednesday the 15th: lol omg Hedley Friday the 17th: augh work Saturday the 18th: bowling. then paintballing with Corraaaa. then Haunted Fort Night (so stoked. as stoked as stokes, lawls.)
“Aw man, I don’t want to go on my break if Karlee is in there. She’ll ask me to get her a cookie at Subway and I don’t want to buy her a cookie. Do you want a cookie? No? I’d buy you one, because you’re cool.”—friggen Stokes (Jord)