The first of the playlists I made last night — this one was inspired by Caroline!
It starts really energetic and pretty grunge-esque, then goes to a slower more emotional phase, and then resolves in another energetic period, but a more punk-rock one than metal/grunge. ouo Enjoy! A lot of the songs also have animal themes in them, which reminded me of Caro, ehu….
Track Listing:
“Heroes” All Time Low
“Animale” Don Diablo ft. Dragonette
“I.D.G.A.F.” Breathe Carolina
“Attitude City” Ninja Sex Party
“Lake Pontchartrain” Lude
“She’s Like Heroin” System of a Down
“If You Can’t Hang” Sleeping with Sirens
“The Endless Fight” Breathe Electric
“The Wolves” Ben Howard
“Dark Blue” Jack’s Mannequin
“Dreams and Disasters” Owl City
“I’m Coming After You” Owl City
“Die Young” Ke$ha
“Last Friday Night” Katy Perry
“Wolf Bite” Owl City
“D.A.N.C.E.” Justice
“True Love Fantasy” Unicorn Kid ft. Talk to Animals
in the hallway today there was a hispanic girl making white people jokes and these two white guys actually fucking said “that’s racist. what if we were saying stuff like that about mexican people?”
and she just gave them this dry look and said “i’m puerto rican.”
hey jack im not sure if this is the most appropriate thing to ask, but i thought i might as well try. i really love your art, and i know u have a tablet… is it possible to maybe make one of your cool drawings of me? ;-; i think it would be the coolest icon ever and ill pay u back however u want i would just feel really happy if u did that. i understand if u cant or dont want to doe, I JUST REALLY LIKE HOW U DRAW ME ;A;
I tried, but I’m literal garbage at using a tablet. ^^;;; Here’s a crap doodle, but I’ll try and do something better on my
day off. o3o;;;
I’m already sorry for this literal garbage.
//slumps over in shame// >>;;; I’ll make a better one I swear…
does anyone else have this other self they’ve created in their mind that is not really exactly you irl but is more like what you want to be and has a life that continues in your head with like weird continuing daydreams but they’re not perfect or anything and wow i forget where i was going with this
511. At Luna's wedding, the whole of the front row of seats was reserved for apparently no one. Harry went up to her at the end of the service. "Luna, who was meant to sit there?" Luna turned her glassy eyes on him. "Oh, they did sit there. In a spiritual way, I suppose," she said. She pointed out the seats one by one. "Right. That one's for my mother, those are for your parents because I think I would have liked them, that one is for Sirius, the one next to that is for Professor Lupin - they were friends, weren't they? - and that's for Tonks, then Fred Weasley, then Mad-Eye, then Professor Dumbledore, then Professor Snape. I hope they liked the wedding." She smiled and waved into what was seemingly empty space, before prancing off into the crowds. Harry had never felt so touched before.
the neo-nazis? the violent misogynists? the white supremacists? the glorification of mass murderers? the blogs committed to telling marginalized people to commit suicide? the pedophiles?
“…the sjws.”
ah, yes, clearly it’s the marginalized people trying to get rights. they are the problem here. because they’re occasionally overzealous. or something.
whenever i get into an argument with the kid i have to babysit i can just say “you’re nine” and he doesnt say anything after that because its not like he can deny it
