ramble

one of the craziest things about today was not being able to get in touch anyone. i kept trying to text the coworker who took my shift at the marathon and every time the message would bounce. luckily all my colleagues at the victory line were safe and were uninjured. all sorts of media sources were reporting different things, which added to the confusion of the event. its interesting how the Internet makes getting the news so much easier (aka boston globe streaming the video straight from camera) and at the same time makes it so difficult to decipher what is and what isn’t going on. double check sources, funny how easy it is to spin the news.

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i just got home and the first thing my dad said to me was “did you know that my chemical romance broke up!?!?” i was like papa you are da cutest when i was like 11 my dad and used to rock out together with them, air guitar and all that bs gone are the days breh

seeing the virgins tonight at tt the bears… got into a huge arguement with this dude a few nights ago when i was tipsy because i was rambling about how excited i was to see the virgins live ($10 tix!!!!!!!!!) he wouldn’t believe me that there was a place in boston called “t.t the bears” i was like breh you best be feeling it  in my homegrown stomping ground. alana and i are going to be bad russian biddies and tear up those new york boys omg (,:

plus i have a homie who’s fucking aunt or some shit helped start the bar so i may have to hit a brutha up so we can cut the line. ain’t nobody who got time to wait outside in line for hours wearing 7-inch platforms, gold chain and a faux fur jacket

(Source: fuckyeahsubversivekawaii)

i can’t sleep and homie offered to come scoop me, smoke a 3am blunt, grab an early breakfast and potentially snuggle a little bit but that would require me putting on pants and putting on mascara i think that’s too much effort ahhhh