Marching Band is pretty much all I do with my life, besides everything else. I do some nifty flag work sometimes and I like to throw guns in the air. Paradise Fears made me a fighter. SNAPCHAT: fearsthekat
*TRIGGER WARNING* I do not promote or beautify self harm. It's not "tragically beautiful" or "horrifyingly gorgeous". It is a destructive way for people to deal with their feelings and all the crap that happens. If you ever need to talk, or someone to boost your spirits, or just want to chat, I'm always here!
i didn’t believe a paradiddle was a real thing, so today i asked one of our aux percussionists.
he took it better than expected that i’m percussionally challenged.
Something that really frustrates me about high school band is the fact that the staff don’t have the balls to own up to their mistakes. They just blame the kids and it breaks my heart because they can’t see that’s it’s not their fault. It’s horrible.
cute story time: my one friend is dating a boy who is blind and they go for walks everyday and as they walk she describes everything to him and he always says that “she makes everything sound so beautiful, except herself, but one day I’m determined to make her describe herself in the same beautiful way she describes the earth” I’m so
OH MY GOD THATS ADORABLE
- a six word story (via kawaiied)
- Six word story, September 7, 2014 (300/365)
- (via sixwordssayitall)
She was the light after darkness.
She was my break of dawn.
She’s the calm in my storm.
Come the night, she was gone.
She could illuminate my darkest fears.
She was the warmth without warning.
I wasn’t worthy of her heart.
I miss her like the morning.
– six-word stories for an eight line series.