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Who are we really?

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softgrungeloki:

waxahatchee // bathtub

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unteens:

people who can’t handle all black outfits are weak

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Marching Band Ask

8 to 5:

What's the hardest drill set you've ever had?

Straight Leg:

How much of your freshman show did you actually play and march?

Bicycle Step:

What's the biggest mistake you've ever made on the field?

Crap Step:

Has your band ever had a percussion feature? What was your favorite part?

Jazz Runs:

What is the most memorable story you have about the color guard?

Parade Rest:

Which competition was your favorite?

Body Work:

What is the coolest visual in your show?

Mark-Time:

Who's the best marcher in your section?

Home Hash:

Do you have a field judge story? How does it go?

Home Sideline:

What is your favorite stands/pep tune?

Visitor Hash:

Of all the band that you've met, which one was the nicest and why?

Visitor Sideline:

Which one was the rudest and why?

Stands/Bleachers:

Rate your stands dancing on a scale of 1 to 10.

Goal line:

What is the most memorable game you've had?

"My mother warned me about cigarettes that could cause cancer
But she never told me that self-hatred can grow faster than any tumour ever could

My father warned me that I should never stop thinking
But he never told me that overthinking would kill my happiness

My sister warned me about other people who might make hurtful comments about me
But she never told me that instead of hearing someone else’s voice, I’d hear my own

My brother warned me about drugs in baggies sold on the street,
But he never told me about the ones that people put in your glass when you’re not looking

My grandmother warned me about the devil with his tail and red horns
But she never told me about his angelic smile and dark, ocean blue eyes

My grandfather warned me about booze that could kill
But he never told me that if you drink enough alcohol, it tastes like love

My cousin warned me that I should love my virginity to a guy I love
But she never told me he should love me, too

My aunt warned me that if I kept eating that much, I might vomit
But she never told me that even without eating anything, you can hang over the toilet and puke

My baby sitter warned me that a boy could break my heart
But she never told me that if I made him mad, he’d also break my arm and nose

My teacher warned me about dangerous men with knives that could cut my throat
But she never told me that I didn’t need these men to cut my skin

They all warned me that I shouldn’t do dangerous things that could kill me
But I never had the chance to ask them if slitting both of my wrists vertically
And taking thirty-eight aspirins, was one of these dangerous things.”

—   d.a.n. (the-fault-in-our-scars)

(Source: the-fault-in-our-scars, via pairy-henis)

ploaix:


i wrote this about a boy i hate

ploaix:

i wrote this about a boy i hate

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