Josieee. 17 years old.
Metal fan. Old music fan. Pot fan. Fond of Camel 99s. Messsssage me if you wanna speak a bit or something idk
But Im pretty broken, and bitter. so good luck :')
~ Thursday, April 17 ~
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richarcl:

the truth about cowboys

richarcl:

the truth about cowboys

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purtie:

كن على سلام (be at peace)

purtie:

كن على سلام (be at peace)

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tyleroakley:

latenighthush:

GIRLS ACTUALLY DO THIS
WHEN WE GET REALLY HAPPY LIKE THAT
WE SMILE 
AND CANT STAY STILL
AND GET A LIL BIT EMBARRASSED ABT IT

BOYS DO IT TOO
I CAN CONFIRM

tyleroakley:

latenighthush:

GIRLS ACTUALLY DO THIS

WHEN WE GET REALLY HAPPY LIKE THAT

WE SMILE 

AND CANT STAY STILL

AND GET A LIL BIT EMBARRASSED ABT IT

BOYS DO IT TOO

I CAN CONFIRM

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time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.
Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.

Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

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imaginationforbreakfast:

Powerful quote by Cesar A Cruz.
For more:
Project on Behance | Online Shop | Imagination for Breakfast

imaginationforbreakfast:

Powerful quote by Cesar A Cruz.

For more:

Project on Behance | Online Shop | Imagination for Breakfast


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