There is this guy in my Chemistry class, Turner, lovely fellow, funny thing is he can totally rock fedoras. And my god he wears them a lot, everyday almost, and it’s just odd to see him without one.
He was born with one attached to his head i swear
But this note isn’t about my theory of how Turner was born along with a hat that grew along side him. (And if you’re reading this Turner by any chance,
the one you wore on Halloween look better I’m sorry) A few weeks ago he dislocated his shoulder and had to wear a cast for nine weeks. The cast came off last week but I didn’t notice! Not many people did! We are talking six-foot-something bearded dude. What? and the moment he took off his hat, people started questioning, I do too. Which brought me to the question, why do certain thing caught people eyes and how is it possible for us to become attach to an inanimate object?
I thought I start December with a stack of pancakes, because who doesn’t?
The weather has become bitterly cold, I can hardly leave the house without my coat anymore, and soon maybe my scarf too.
This week was my sister before-finals so we stayed up late finishing her essay and yesterday we whipped up some pancakes. I would love to say they were amazing for a first try, but they were rather bad, burnt and some were a little bit raw.
This morning however, I tried my luck again and made some for my dad and they look rather good don’t they? They tasted even better!
December 8th, 2013
The apple-pie life’s breakfast
if self harm is
why don’t you know
the reason the girl
who sits behind you
wears sweaters every day
and if eating disorders are
why don’t you know
the girl who stares at you on the bus
hasn’t eaten in a week
and if suicide is
why don’t you know the reason
the boy who used to
eat lunch at your table
i just started crying
Photography by Marcus Møller Bitsch
Series of surreal portraits by a 20-year-old photographer everyday.
The Clash helps some of their fans to sneak in before a concert.
this is how you do music right.
I love this so much. Like how stoked would you be if a band you loved helped you sneak into a big show of theirs?
I’ve heard this story before and love that they did this. Stop me if you heard this other one:
The Ramones were playing in England and before the show they were hanging out in the dressing room when someone tossed a stone at the window. They looked out to see some young punks who wanted to get into the show but didn’t have money for tickets. The Ramones reached down and pulled the guys up and got them in. Those young punks without tickets were to become The Clash.
Good to hear they kept it going.
Reblogging for awesome bands with awesome stories.
Of course we have a gif for that
Final homework assignment
No due date
Please be happy.
By the time you are ready to turn in this assignment, I will probably be in heaven.
Don’t rush your report. Feel free to take your time.
But someday, please turn to me and say “I did it. I’ve become happy.”
I’ll be waiting.
so thats the function of a rubber duck
I saw this before I was in the spn fandom and I knew right then these were the people I wanted to dedicate my life to.