God dammit, I don’t want to do that. I just want a cool blog with a ton of badass shit in it and not to have to start reblogging things and fuck. Fuck. Tuesday can eat ass. Tuesdays aren’t good for anything.
Okay, I figured out what I’m going to do.
I started a new blog where I’m going to start reblogging all my personal stuff. Some of you have been followed on the new blog. I don’t recommend following it for a while since I just plan to reblog shit non-stop for a few hours a day or whatever. It will be all my stories, pictures of me, etc.
I also started a new blog called Curdled In The Reels where all I’m going to post is movie stuff. That’s it. That’ll probably be where all my movie stuff is posted because I don’t know this whole thing seems like a horrible idea why can’t things just be left the fuck alone, TUMBLR, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!
Philly’s Cayetana are putting out their debut album, Nervous Like Me, next week (9/9) via Tiny Engines (pre-order vinyl or digital). We’ve already posted a few songs from the album and now we’ve got a stream of the entire thing premiering in this post. It’s an excellent debut of quality indie rock with folky songwriting and punked-up energy. Fans of Speedy Ortiz, Hop Along and Swearin’ should dig in. You can check out the full stream here.
Truly, this is amazing tuneage. Check it out!
I feel like you’ve died and I want you back
But I know that I will never see you again
Walking around trying to keep my mouth shut
While the pity piles up
Like a goddamn dog with it’s tail between it’s legs
Ashamed of trying to butter up your obituary
At least I can say I tried with you
- Song: (Comes on.)
- Me: (Turns it up a little.) Oh, dude, you have to hear this song. This shit is soo good.
- Friend: (Nods.)
- Song: (Intro.)
- Me: (Getting hype.)
- Friend: (Staring out the window.)
- Song: (Vocals are .10 seconds from beginning.)
- Friend: (Snaps head around.) Oh, dude, did I tell you about-
- Me: GOD DAMMIT.
that friend that ask where the bitches at n when the bitches come thru he dead quiet
I most definitely have this friend. He waits until they’re alone and creeps hard.
I drew this at work sometime last week. Its not really based off of anything other than my own buried, dark thoughts.