If you’re only gonna see a couple bands, I recomend The Summer Set, who blew my mind, Sum 41 who definitely needed to have been Main Stage, Bring Me The Horizon, but be prepared to lose shoes and Sparks The Rescue, if you’re lucky and they play your date.
I think a lot of people on here are ridiculous. They get upset because drama is created from something that they should realize is going to start drama. If you post something that is controversial, such as something a famous person on Twitter posted or maybe even a blog someone famous posted and you start getting hate for it or reblog something and that person starts getting more shit for it, then you ask everyone to leave said person alone, it’s you’re own damn fault. I’ve seen it happen numerous times. Half the time, all the gossip and shit everyone posts, I would never have known about if it didn’t show up on my dashboard. Take for example that guy in Versa Emerge and his girlfriend breaking up, I don’t listen to that band or even know who he is, but I do know he’s no longer with his girlfriend because I had about 2 or 3 pages on my dashboard from the same couple of people talking about it. If you wanted people to stay out of that couples lives, you shouldn’t have brought it to other peoples attention. There’s other instances as well, that’s just one that stuck out in my mind since it was recent. If you want people to leave you alone when you post shit like that, try not replying to it.
Fuck, I thought graduating high school would get me away from all the gossip but obviously Tumblr is its own version of high school.
Call me a bitch and hate me for posting this, but it’s true.
“Sorry is irrelevant. There’s no point being sorry about something unless you can do something about it. And you can’t. We can’t go back in time. We can’t change what happened.”— Chloe | Sleeping Arrangements - Madeleine Wickham (via quote-book)
I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.
I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.
There is great need for a sarcasm font.
How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
Was learning cursive really necessary?
Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. I’m pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.
Bad decisions make good stories.
You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren’t going to do anything productive for the rest of the day
Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don’t want to have to restart my collection…again.
I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
“Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this - ever.
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring Hello? Hello? Damn it!, but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times then goes to voicemail. What did you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.
I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.
Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.
I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear or understand a word they said?
I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent an ass from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!
Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
Is it just me or do high school kids get dumber & dumber every year?
There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my behind everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!
“I’m gonna say this once. If somebody falls over, you do not step on them, you do not walk over them, you do not start to push over. You help them up.”—Alex Gaskarth (via justinbrighten) (via soweaimandignite)
Being a Heartless Bitch isn’t about stepping on other people, or reality TV-style sabotage antics. Its about working hard for what you want, and knowing when to stand up for what you deserve. Its not about demoralizing others; its about self-empowerment. Its not about being arrogant; its about displaying your confidence and intellect as a badge of pride. Its not asserting any inherent superiority or self-entitlement, but recognizing your own self-worth and value.