even when im not laying facedown on the floor literally, i am always laying facedown on the floor figuratively. in my heart or whatever.
Concerts are such a surreal experience, I mean, you’re singing your favorite songs with a band or singer that means the world to you and you’re literally in the same room as them. I will never stop loving concerts.
people stare at me like they never seen a walking goddess
Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything
What if instead of having sirens ambulances just played move bitch get out the way by ludacris
dropping out of school to become part of a chicken nugget cult
There’s this asshole who every time he sees me with my ukulele he thinks he’s funny and asks “Can you play any Metallica?” but the joke is now on him because I just learned how to play the intro riff to Master of Puppets.
I did it. I fucking did it. He asked me again just like I knew he would and I stared him straight in the eyes without blinking and just fucking shredded on my ukulele