Reblogged from baeksehun
In the early 90’s in Chicago only two things were clear: We wanted to write and perform comedy, and we knew we would look better in our forties than we did in our twenties. (Amy Poehler)
(via maytrees)
These forgotten memories seem to just vanish unless if they is something tangible to remember them by. Luckily, we usually do have something to remember memories by. The thought of music however seems to be permanently engraved in our minds. Whether it be music easily titled ’90s, rock, or indie music is something that will never be forgotten. There will be remakes-good and bad- and originals, but whatever kind of music it is you won’t forget it. This is mainly about one of my favorite bands that I thought was just a phase, but it appears to be much more. As I listen to their songs I realize that this isn’t just a rock band; they’re a motivation for the people put down by society. The cliche has become more of a mandatory thing. If you aren’t flawless physically, emotionally, and musically then you might as well find people to accept you. Which I have been blessed to have so many great people in my life and to have the strength to ignore the not so great people. If you’re the slightest bit different here you should just put on the war paint and consider yourself part of the army.
Maybe you’re right. Maybe I am worthless and have nothing to offer. But who knows. Maybe I just don’t have anything to offer to you because what I might have in store for the world could be completely irrelevant to you and your story. But who knows. What I’m worth could be immense.
but you still act like you did:
because you’ll just Google it later.
(Source: drugsdestroylove, via itherry)
That akward moment when your family is asking you questions and you reply with “I’m Ron Burgandy?”
My new inspiration is a band called Black Veil Brides(BVB) people think that they are freaks just by looking at them, and what ever happened to don’t juge a book by its cover. whenever i talk to my friends about Andy Six or BVB they juge me by the music I like, and my mom thinks I’m turning goth. And you know what? maybe I am, but I don’t see anything wrong with painting your fingernails black or wearing black pants. It just bothers me how peolpe think that the music you listen to is you and sometimes that is the case, but not all the time. Music is how I express myself. I’ll listen to BVB if I’m mad, I’ll listen to Vampire Weekend if I’m happy, or I’ll listen to Carla Bruni if I’m tired. If I didn’t have music I don’t know what I would do. One more thing I hate when people say I love Justin bieber or I love Andy Six because you don’t. You don’t know what kind of a person they are. It would be better if people say I love Andy Six’s voice or music but not him as a person
My new inspiration
