- Stacy: What are you hiding?
- House: I'm gay. Oh, that's not what you meant. It does explain a lot though. No girlfriend, always with Wilson, obsession with sneakers...
I do the same thing.
You know, it is a quick thing to go from reblogging something for someone to associating that very thing with that person, even when you see things in real life. And you know what’s embarrassing? You are all such clever, funny, fantastic people that often I quote you or talk about you to people but refer to you as “a friend”, haha! “One of my friends mentioned this the other day…”
I’m admitting it, I do it all the time. I play your music to my friends, I quote your funny stories, I pass on your links. Tumblr, you have somehow seamlessly blended into my life.
Pahhahaaha. I do exactly the same thing.
“One of my friends…”
“A friend of mine…”
speak the truth, gf.
don’t listen to bands that are catchy and have mb gotten some type of success. they are sellouts and that makes you a sellout, sellout. listen to bands that are trying to speak whale instead. those are the true artists.
omg i am dying.
i really try to maintain my indie lifestyle and you fucking bitches ruin it. i get up at the crack of dawn to the sound of my record player blasting “sgt. peppers lonely hearts club band”, and go make myself some eggwhites. you think being indie is fucking easy? that it’s fucking fun? it’s not. being indie is hard work, and i truly applaud anyone who lives the lifestyle like i. i get out there with my birka jacket and zune player, sipping my herbal tea and eating my fucking scones. fuck you guys. fuck conformity. stick it to the god damn man.