apparently you can’t like a band if you don’t know all the member’s full names, every word to every song they’ve ever written, how many times a day they use the bathroom, their blood type and own a sample of their hair.
(Source: pi3rced-sirens, via unicornsandrainbowmoustaches)
money can’t buy happiness but it can buy a false sense of security and fruity alcoholic beverages to numb the pain and honestly what’s the difference
do you ever get into one of those situations where you’re like “I need to stop hating this particular person it’s not going to get me anywhere I’m just going to grow up and move on with my life” but then they do the tiniest thing to piss you off and then you’re like “nope fuck you right off I want to throw you off a bridge”
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