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Just got back from tour. 

I have been so lucky this year because I’ve had so many experiences that have solidified for me that music is what I want to be doing for the rest of my life. 

Things didn’t always run super smoothly, and it’s not always fun to spend fourteen hours in a car or sleep on someone’s floor but the laughs and the adventures that take place and the stories that you get to bring home are totally worth it. 

Not to mention the fact that there is nothing in the entire world that is anywhere near as amazing as the feeling you get after playing an amazing show with a bunch of wonderful musicians that also happen to be wonderful people.

I didn’t really sleep, I didn’t really shower, I was consistently either drunk or hung over, I lived in a car, I had to use a lot of gas station bathrooms, and was almost always inconvenienced or uncomfortable, and I already miss it. What a fucking awesome weekend. 

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uranium rock.

Some things.

1. Leaving for tour tomorrow. I’m very excited and really looking forward to it, but I’m far more stressed about the whole experience than I thought I was going to be. I just have to keep reminding myself that I’m making live music and that’s the most important thing. 

2. I got hired at Urban Outfitters! Thank goodness, because I’ll actually be making money.

3. Every time I talk to someone from Boston, every time I hear about what’s going on in their lives, or hear about them all hanging out together, it’s wonderful and it warms my heart to know that they are doing well and that they are having fun summers, but it also causes me indescribable heartache because I wish more than anything else in the world that I was there doing those things with them. I miss the simplest little things, like sitting on a friend’s stoop or porch, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes, talking and laughing with all of the people that I love. I miss the dynamic, I miss the atmosphere, I miss the feeling. I miss it so fucking much. It still feels like forever until I’ll get to experience that again, and that is an incredibly depressing thought. 

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Yay! You’re the best, wifey!

6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dog’s life? Why or Why not?

I would absolutely, one-hundred percent stop and save the dog’s life, mainly because I love dogs more than anything else and I would NEVER forgive myself if I didn’t take the time to save one. Secondly, I feel as though if I explained the situation to my boss, even the least understanding person wouldn’t fire me. 

14. What would be (or what was) harder for you to tell a member of the opposite sex, you love them or that you do not love them back?

It would be infinitely harder for me to tell someone that I didn’t love them back. When you tell someone that you love them, usually what follows is positive and beautiful, but when you tell someone that you don’t love them back, nothing ever really follows that statement besides hurt.

23. When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it?

I would like to think that most of the time, I’m nice to people and don’t expect anything in return for it because that’s a rule I’ve always tried to live by. I am kind to people because I want to be kind to them, and because I want to make someone’s life even a little bit better. I’m not kind because it will get me somewhere. I find when people are nice and expect something in return, it cheapens their actions and they really aren’t being that nice after all. 

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Tumblr is being a little shit and not letting me publish this Ask directly so I’ll do it this way.

Oooh I love when I get Anons asking me interesting questions! Thank you, whoever you are. 

1. What is more difficult for you, looking into someones eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel?

I think it is more difficult for me to look into someone’s eyes when they’re telling me how they feel. I usually am quite open with my feelings and never have much of a problem letting people know how I feel about them, but it tends to be harder for me to internalize other people’s opinions of me, whether those opinions are good or bad. 

18. Imagine it is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear someone walking around outside your window. WHO do you wish was there with you?

Logistically I would like my dad to be there with me, because he is the person that I feel the most protected and safe around. Otherwise I would probably choose my friend Kat, because she would be logical and level-headed and keep me from losing my shit. 

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6 days ago on May 29, 2012 at 04:58am

The Moth Presents Steve Burns: Fameishness

Steve Burns, AKA Steve from Blue’s Clues, gives a talk at The Players Club in New York City about the meaning of fame.