I’m over pop-punk. Give me a reason besides The Wonder Years or The Story So Far not to be. Going straight punk, hardcore, and emo. I’m not sad anymore, I’m just tired of the same fucking songs.
I’m tired of living my boring life in Greenpoint. I’m stuck in a maze like a mouse chasing the stench of moldy cheese, an unappealing award for an overly difficult feat. I’ve got no one here, but no means to leave. I’ve grown up and moved on, but I have to return here to no one and nothing for me every couple of months. Each and every time, it just puts me in the worst mood...
plot twist: It's pronounced blink one hundred and eighty-two
Just minutes ago, because of my inability to sleep, I began to write my first album review so that I can have samples to send to AlterThePress by the end of the week. Although the position is unpaid, it’d look great on my resumé and I’d love to do it because of my love of writing and music. Combining the two only seems logical. The album I’m reviewing is Misser’s...
Anonymous asked: Tag! You're it! The rules are to state 10 random facts about yourself. Then, go to ten blogs and tell them that they are it. (:
I'm a detective.
Literally all my friends are out of my neighborhood. All those that do live within subway distance are too busy being whipped by girlfriends, growing into/are pretentious assfucks who think I’m the same way, or pricks who think I’m a shitty friend because of absences in their lives that I cannot control. I like to be alone, but all the time is disheartening and I’m already...
The Son of a Black Hole
I’m feeling pretty shitty tonight and I don’t have a legitimate reason to do so. Yesterday was Sperm Donor’s Father’s Day and it was awkward as it could be for a solid four hours! Then he went to the bar and I had a day alone reading and sleeping. Win for being productive? Ha. The orthodontist told me today that my teeth aren’t as fucked up as they could be thanks to...
Guys what if we're all wrong
France: England is mine!
America: No, he's mine!
Japan: Actually, I am his.
America: He cried over me! He loves me!
France: Entente fucking Cordiale!
Japan: He ran to see me because he wanted to be "friends".
England: Now if you'll all just liste-
France: Sexual tension? Hundred Years War? Jeanne D'Arc?
America: Oh please, do you know how many times England's been to my aid and vice versa?
Japan: England-san and are good friends and he doesn't hate me like you two.
America: Aw hell naw.
France: He loves me!
England: Will anyone-
Japan: I beg to differ.
England: I'M STRAIGHT YOU IDIOTS!
America: OH THAT'S A GOOD ONE ARTIE
France: I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING OH MERDE
America: I CAN'T- OMG LOOOL
France: OH- OH- MON DIEU
Japan: THAT IS IMPOSSIBRU
America: BEST JOKE SINCE CANADA'S EXISTANCE
Japan: Who's Canada
England: I hate my life.
Canada: I'm right here you guys...
-illuminator: fillyourheartwithwhatsimportant: shesafuckingnightmare182: surferdude182: Feeling This - Blink-182 Cover (via keezykabeezy) I seriously watch this like twice a week. Holy shit, that was incredible. Amazing Can I just reblog this again, cause it is amazing and you must watch this yes.
teacher: turn the lights off
me: CARRY ME HOME. NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA. NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA.
tom delonge skateboards into the classroom wearing a snapback and carries me out on his shoulders as he plays a strat, telling the teacher to go fuck a dog in the ass
Eating the Filler
I’m listening to Hot Water Music because I like to punk the fuck out while I’m reading. They’re also a kickass band that I’ve never given enough attention to. The basslines easily tell Flea to get cleaned off of whatever dog he’s attached to while the drums round out the rhythm section with nice, unexpected fills that never lose time. Yay: a good punk rock drummer! ...
brief summary of doctor who: what
My reactions to "Running with Scissors" by...
I grew up in an extremely dysfunctional family. (If you’ve been following me for some time or actually are close with me “in real life,” then you know this.) Since this book is classified as a “memoir,” it made me run through my own childhood as the narrator lived his. Either I’m emotionally mature and am truly over my growing up or I’m a master of...
goddessoftheinternet: girls are not made of sugar spice and everything nice girls are made of carbon atoms and lies
I'm A Loner, Dottie, A Rebel
I think there’s something the matter with me. Of the majority of my friends I’ve made at school who are into the same literature, television shows, movies, and music as myself, I’ve noticed that I was likely the only one who doesn’t become as emotionally invested in characters and story-lines the way they do. Of course I love seeing how everything plays out, who does what,...
“Always” by blink-182 Peep this, yo....
The Wonder Years: Philly sucks but I love my friends
The Story So Far: Bitches n hoes, man
Man Overboard: So there's this girl
Four Year Strong: Bro
I have not been in this shitty a mood in months. Why the fuck did this week have to go so terribly wrong?