Too Fast For Love Tour in San Fran tonight. Safe! Ready to dance my ass off!

 

So I refrained from Twatter for two days to not spoil the ending and stayed up til 5am last night to see the Series Finale of LOST and thank you. Thank you LOST for ripping my heart and making me bawl eight times in a single episode. Namaste.

 

The Ronsons ♥

 

 

It’s adorable and lulzy how my friends react to us being in proximity of each other.

  

Happy Gleeday!

”What the fuck is inner beauty?”

Yes. I find this individual attractive.

 

Yes. I find this individual attractive.

Effy: Come on, JJ. Don’t be pathetic, it’s easy. Just tell me something true. Tell me. Tell me now.
JJ: I love you.
Effy: Well, everybody loves me.
JJ: Well, that’s a relief.

I’m a depression. A manipulation.
So I leave you this bland message.
Sincerely, Your Creation Devastation

What I've Been Up To. Like Fierce.

6am looks a little something like this.
ThingsthatmakeTHEUKbathandlondongreat
6pm looks a little something like this.

Next thing we're touching.

A Couple Of Truths

Sophia Bush, Quinn is giving you a run for your money on One Tree Hill. Your raspy, unf voice can only take you so far. *Sidenote* I wish I had the motivation to get my abs this toned.

No Pope Meg, they won’t. They won’t. Don’t remind us:(

This fucking September! San Jose | Honda Civic Tour | Tegan and Sara | New Found Glory | Friends | Epic Times ensue!

This beast is the inspiration for my mintly FIT leather jacket.

 

I adore Lily’s hand on top of Kat’s head in the first one and Kat tiptoeing in the second one ♥.

THIS SCENE ♥.

Check out the tatt I got over the weekend. Care to elaborate? I’ve gotten interpretations of the gingerbread man from Shrek and the gay purple teletubbie when it’s actually an anchor.

Toursick

Bi-polar weather and Oreo McFlurry. Stepped in just in time for Enter Shikari after driving around the Market neighborhood for a good while like idiots. I have no idea why this shite always happens, been there over a dozen times and every damn time we miss the motherfucking turn. Anyways, feeling horrible as fuck and as we walked into the pit; every sick feeling melted. It’s quite insane how a pit can overturn the way you feel, ill. Enter Shikari was the TITS. Enough of them opening for bands. They need to headline a U.S. Tour. The minute I ran in the pit and started to bust a move, my laces began to untie. I never learn, it always happens and yet it still passes my mind each time. So instead of going off and twirling in circles like a d&b head, I was stupidly and awkwardly trying to tie my shoes in the mist of the circle pit (insert mental picture). Yeah, it’s how I roll SON! Silverstein (whom I’ve seen so many times and still don’t know a single song) and August Burns Red. Just watching them was cool. How a breakdown can sooth me is beyond comprehension. It just does. A Day To Remember next. The parking garage closes at 10:30 so you can imagine the dilemma. So, unless I wanted to experience the nights of San Fran for a life-story of sorts, I was forced to leave early. ADTR came out and for half the set I saw I was going to go all out. I did and it was MINT. They never disappoint. You know what Sutter St. Parking Garage: FUCK YOU! Oh, and I just realized I washed my ticket and it deteriorated: FUCK YOU WASHER AND DRYER! Til next time.

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