June 2013
A lady full on shoved me whilst trying to get on the T this afternoon. I was waiting for everyone exiting to get off, like you’re supposed to, and she shoved me out of the way and dove in front of me. I am having what could be called “not a good day” so I followed her down the car, calling out to…
I am proud of you for standing up for yourself, that’s a tough thing to do. Good for you! Fuck that bitch.
The great thing about waiting in line for a band you like, is that the people in line get this sort of ‘we’re all in this together’ mentality. You’re strangers when you first sit down on the pavement, but after a little while you are swapping stores about the scars on your arms and sharing makeup….
I’ve had the worst two weeks of my life. Losing two family members so close together just rocked my world completely. Today my mother and I took off to Mystic CT for a little cleansing and retail therapy. On the drive home I put on Gaslight Anthem’s “National Anthem” and I patted her knee and sang “Don’t worry bout me momma I’m alright.” and we both just sobbed for the rest of the song and then she says “Can you burn me this cd?”
There’s something so intimate about music. The way it opens you up and forces you to come to terms with whatever emotion you might be feeling or hiding from.
I really appreciate when someone can write lyrics that make you feel that strongly. The same thing happened after my grandmother died a few years ago, I made my mom listen to Dan Andriano’s “This Light” and she just let loose this intense emotional stream.
This is what music is supposed to do. This is what music is for. This is why we fall in love with the people on those stages.
Brian Fallon could literally sing the phone book and it would sound like every one of those names belonged to someone who broke his heart.
Standing together we were badass, on any given night, on our turf, some of the baddest asses on the planet. We were united, we were strong, we were righteous, we were unmovable, we were funny, we were corny as hell and as serious as death itself. And we were coming to your town to shake you and to wake you up. Together, we told an older, richer story about the possibilities of friendship that transcended those I’d written in my songs and in my music. Clarence carried it in his heart. It was a story where the Scooter and the Big Man not only busted the city in half, but we kicked ass and remade the city, shaping it into the kind of place where our friendship would not be such an anomaly. And that… that’s what I’m gonna miss. The chance to renew that vow and double down on that story on a nightly basis, because that is something, that is the thing that we did together… the two of us. Clarence was big, and he made me feel, and think, and love, and dream big. How big was the Big Man? Too fucking big to die. And that’s just the facts. You can put it on his grave stone, you can tattoo it over your heart. Accept it… it’s the New World.
Clarence doesn’t leave the E Street Band when he dies. He leaves when we die.
” —Bruce Springsteen. (via thelastampersand)everyone had a crush on peter pan and if say you didn’t you’re a filthy liar
you know the one i’m taking about
My Grampa passed away this morning. Another funeral. Another black dress. He was alone in his room. But he was completely surrounded by close and extended family for the last few days. It’s strange because I don’t know if I believe in heaven, or an afterlife or anything beyond our existence here. But I think if there is a place where people go my Grandparents are absolutely together there. The definition of soul mates, they were two halves of a whole.
I feel so heart broken for my aunt Rita. I have no idea how she is holding it together right now. Two days after her man’s funeral and her dad dies. I feel terrible for all my aunts and my uncle Armand that no longer have a parent here to lean on. I feel bad for my brother and I for only having 1 grandparent left.
I don’t want to go to work today but I need to take some time off next week so I really have no choice. But man I would love to just go back to bed and watch Doctor Who or go for a drive somewhere.
I love all my friends and family and am so lucky to have this massive group of people who care about me.
Just got to the “we’re all stories in the end” line in my Doctor Who rewatch. *sob*
One of the hardest things to experience in life is death. Unfortunately, we all experience death, from our loved ones or from ourselves, it just happens. From people that live a long life or those that are taking way too early, it is never easy. To see family, extended or my very own, have to…
I don’t know what I would’ve done this week without you. You are so amazing to sit by my grandfather for 6 hours while we all just cry around you. Thank you. A million times over. You kept me laughing and light hearted when I really needed it. I wouldn’t want to be holding anyone else’s hand in the church today. I love you Paul.
I went with my mom and my aunt Rita to help Rita pick out an outfit to wear to Tony’s wake and funeral this week, then we got a call from Amanda saying Grampa wasn’t doing so good.
Spent a solid 4 hours sitting by my grandfathers bedside tonight with my family. Nurses are giving him 24 hours.
I took all of Rita’s pictures home with me to make a photo collage of Tony for tomorrow. Going to be a LONG week.
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These pins will live in Pinfamy.
some random person just went through my Tattoo board on pinterest and repinned a dozen things, and I don’t think she is done yet because she started at the beginning. GUYS DOES THIS MEAN I’M FAMOUS
Iain S. Thomas (via mirroir)
You do if you’re a time lord
H&M’s new beachwear campaign featuring Jennie Runk is pretty awesome. In this article she explains that women have sent her messages saying that this ad campaign has given them the confidence to try on a bikini for the first time in years!
See… it does make a difference when we see diverse body types in advertising and media!


