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Justin.
Tumblr mumblr, this is literally going to filled with nonsense.
My Shtuff for your ears.
Drum Corps Shtuff.
Indoor Stuff.
Meh-Self.
 onlooker/s

I can’t help but think this would make an AMAZING ballad some day.

+On my list for potential arrangements.

I love these guys (and ESPECIALLY Kirstie. So perfect)

materiajunkie:

"Curing AIDS? Shit, that’s like Cadillac making a car that lasts for 50 years. And you know they can do it, but they ain’t going to do nothing that fucking dumb. Shit, they got metal on the Space Shuttle that can go around the Moon and withstand  temperatures of up to 20,000 degrees, you mean to tell me you don’t think they can make an El Dorado with a fuckin’ bumper that don’t fall off?"

- Chris Rock (“Bigger and Blacker”, 1999)

(via veevalencia)

madeofcelluloid:

'Dead Poets Society', Peter Weir (1989)

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Rest in Peace, Robin Williams. You will not be forgotten.

This is my farewell.

bloogue:

August 9th, 2014. Finals morning, the Bluecoats age outs play Autumn Leaves for the corps to wake them up one last time.

joshpeck:

cursedmistakes:

carpe-hana:

#this is it this is american television

that all happened in under 2 minutes

this is honestly a spiritual experience

(Source: heycinco, via fennec-foxxy)

inspectorpervert:

jean valjean is at the baker’s. “how much for these buns?” jean valjean asks. “oh, it’s two for 6.01,” the baker says. jean valjean turns very pale

Not sure…but I laughed way harder than I’m sure I was supposed to.

(Source: urlcarpenter, via drumnspookycorps)

Things people with Social Anxiety do

high-energy-introvert:

•go to the bathroom to escape

•feel very uncomfortable without a phone or some other crutch

•dwell on a small awkward moment for much longer than necessary

•never go to any social event without a person that makes you feel comfortable

•follow said person way too much

•worry about the person beginning to find you obnoxious

•faking an illness to get out of a social event

•Dont buy something necessary because the cashier is intimidating. 

Holy shit.

(Source: peacefully-anxious, via veevalencia)

MCM 2014

This has been my jam all fucking week.

"Clean city babay! Clean city, make ‘em come on wit it!"