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I never had the opportunity of writing something about this band that is deep, and real, with the right words. Probably because I couldn’t find the inspiration for it, or because I wasn’t in the mood, but now, on my hotel room, listening to my favorite song, words are finally here. Well, I kind of hate the term “idol”, because it sounds so stupid to me. When I hear this word, I can only think about a bunch of Hollywoods stars fooling around, punching paparazzi, giving interviews about their butts and boobies, and that is not what I think about The Maine. The Maine, they are my friends. My best friends. I can’t really count everything I did or said to see them, but I can easily remember exactly why I started breaking my own rules because of them. And I regret nothing. It made me happy. All of it. 2011, when I saw them for the first time, and today, July 2014, when I asked John to never forget me, and he wrote this down on my notebook. And it is funny, because I’m not THAT young to travel around to see bands or wake up at 4am and take a bus to their hotel to have at least one minute with them, but I don’t feel bad. It’s the opposite, I feel like I could die in a sea of happiness everytime I do that. I wake up everyday knowing that everything will be alright, because they give the hope I need. I’m so grateful for everything they did, and for everyone I met because of them, that even if I wanted, I wouldn’t forget them. So… No, John, I will never forget you.
what i learned from school
- im a fucking piece of shit
- everybody else is also a fucking piece of shit
- mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell
Hello friends - I was wondering if anyone has, or knows someone who has, a copy of This Is Real Life (2009) that they do not want/need anymore. If so, please message me!
i want to kiss you and take cute pictures with you and go on stupid dates but I also want kill you for making me feel things
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