[make no mistake that these villains always get the girl.]
i'm a film student and my life is a b movie which i occasionally cryptically document on tumblr in the interest of expressing my feelings without actually revealing much personal information about myself. enjoy.
p.s. andrew ross mcmahon.
the end.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers (via transformfeminism)
(Source: starsgoboom)
I think this is what Kerry was thinking and then I popped up.
I want to take to the streets with this as a sign. Stop traffic and everything.
(Source: salesonfilm)
i can see this happening in the near future.
mom: hey amy why did you flunk out of college this semester
me: oh you know remember that day i had a debate and then a huge exam and then an art history you see it was on the day that jack's mannequin's new CD came out so
(Source: ladisputa)
(Source: beautifuloveee)
I love you, but I’m not sneaking Ryan Ross’ homegrown pot through airport security for you.
My best friend, Carolyn (via fascicinate)
(Source: muffliatos)
Amish man says…
I’m listening to a live version of Konstantine
and I love that no matter what live version you listen to, it’s always the same.
Andrew McMahon lays his beautiful hands on that piano and plays the opening rif, the crowd freaks out:
When Andrew says “and I’m naked” there are always those girls that freak the fuck out like this:
He then gets to the chorus, everyone joins in as if they just woke up:
We then get to the “become a rock star” lyric and we jam the fuck out:
We keep singing along with Andrew’s golden voice, and then we get to the bass breakdown, audience freak out again:
I’M NOT YOUR STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR (we all do it, don’t lie):
We repeat the chorus one last time, and we belt it like it’s our last time ever singing this song:
And then, Andrew McMahon plays the last few notes, and everyone looks like this:
