speaking of getting "properly pissed" or similar, is there an improper way to get pissed
if anyone ever asks me to articulate why i like making music and listening to music, I'm gonna be so incoherent, cos it's almost something beyond words...
But I'm probably gonna say something like "teehee string go pluck make nice sound" and then everyone will nod and move on
Didn't know what it was like to have a super clingy aggressively millennial friend, until I started getting emails from Windscribe VPN
wish i could do The Art on the Shiny Screen, but I am limited both by skill and by my Flesh Stylus
i think it's ok not to be social media famous, but my mistake was sort of... Assuming it would happen anyway, like as a side effect.
Like, I found Matt Gray's tumblr the other day, and it's got barely any notes compared to other stuff (yes i know it's also a bad example because he's inactive now, but) I was weirded out because he's famous irl, so I'd have thought that would make some difference? I'm fine with just existing here, but if the bounciest man on the internet isn't tumblr-semi-famous at least, I hope you can see why I'm having a bit of an existential crisis
torn between wanting fame and popularity and wanting to dig a hole to... idk, europe maybe, and live in the Alps as a recluse
Gatekeeping is so pointless and mean, ok
It doesn't make any sense... Like, oh, you're into music, are you? What was the first song ever made? What key did the universe explode in? Who composed the score to Ratatoing?
A Midsummer Afternoon's Dreadful Hangover
watching dead poets society after reading the novelisation was The Wrong Decision... desperately trying not to get too attached to You Know Who but it's not working
don't even try and suggest those two girlfriends from the time palace event are anything but the OTP... I won't have it
surrealist art is great... you can paint the weirdest shizz and nobody will question you
Shrek Forever After is a masterfully crafted film, its full depth is squandered on the blank eyes and minds of ten year olds.
An infomercial, but they just cut to the chase and start with "But wait, there's more! " from the outset
missed Ed Balls day this year... please reblog to spread awareness for Ed Balls day
if you can't appreciate the raw beauty of Echo Planet (2012), don't @ me
i love whose line it is anyway... that's all
if you haven't watched Mouse Hunt yet, please do so
the phrase "down the rabbit-hole" sounds much more suggestive than it actually is
sinatra's 1st rule of matter: a flower's not a flower, if it's wilted
martin's 1st rule of matter: a hat's not a hat, 'til it's tilted
crosby's principle of fashion: you've either got, or you haven't got Style
"ay-oh" but it never stops. Freddie just keeps making the crowd copy him, for a full 2 hours, then walks off stage
if Freddie Mercury ever reached -40 degrees you could choose to call him Mr Fahrenheit or Mr Celsius
the musical equivalent of too many cooks
any aussies out there?
the subway surfers subreddit is such a hot mess... remind me never to visit again