Lets Travel.
tumblrbot asked: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

I just Don’t know why i have to pay for taxi when I’m high on love…
Think Bench…
You all probably know the saying “good things happen to those who wait”, but well here is my story. It is true, very true. Actually it is the only thing that i have found to be true in this world. The only problems is the other quote my grandma used to tell me on a Sunday night before “Horror Monday” morning wakes at 6 to get ready for school is “Good things don’t last..” and that is my sad horrific truth. I literally had it good for about three hours; something people get for about 10 years. Well if you are anything like anyone who is anything that knows anything about anything you will guess that this is either a bad romance or i did not get to puff wack all night. But hey!… no! C’est pas la mon probleme! questa… the romance part. I am going to confess to having been part in something America no longer knows as taboo: which is kind of convenient for me cause i get to do it as well without feeling like a jack_ss. Well, *moving right along*… i really just got my heart ripped from under me. I have always been in some pretty tough situations but come on, how many times do you meet a total stranger that you really really really want to spend time with… in any case i guess i put my hopes up too quick when i saw the image that was presented to me in an effort to get to my good side and try to BAM! RAPE ME… nah not really, but you get the idea. In any case i just really fell flat on my face thinking how this could have happened. It felt like that one dream where everything you ever wanted came to pass but your mother comes to wake you in the morning with… “Goodmorning son, time for school”… the dream becomes your only thought for the next 7 hours. I decided to take a walk even though it was freezing cold last night and wanted to just clear my mind and get a hold of myself. But to be honest i haven’t accomplished a thing… either way i will still be seated upon the cold surface of my think bench in the middle of the park facing the beauty that is the swan lake… Is this really love? Does it Exist? Shall i take part in this Private Social Manifest?

How awesome is this
Why does he move his hips so? Guitar GOD?




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