"We pass the time of day to forget how time passes." - Amelie (2001)
like i wanted to go to southside with my friend and i asked her like 5 times, “ok, can we buy the tickets soon or they’ll be sold out??? is that okay, can you look up info and stuff too?” and she didn’t do a thing till i thought, ok, we really gotta do that shit in the holidays and i already thought of ordering 2 tickets if she’s incapable of getting her act together and then they were sold out. i texted her and she couldn’t be bothered to text back till like 10h later and then i looked up hurricane festival -it has the same bands- bc i thought it would be an ok distance too, if the bands are the same and i texted her that maybe we can do that instead and we should do it tomorrow bc there’s under 1000 tickets. no reply till forever too, then i found out that that shit is in bremen - 7h away by train. absolutely impossible. again i texted her bc she couldn’t inform herself even though i told her to and she said she wouldnt even be able to book any tickets rn bc she’s not at home till the 25th. are you fucking kidding me. i’m p sure it’s that trip she knew off so when i ask her 5 times “hey let’s book it already” and she knows she’ll be on a trip why the hell can’t she just do it? but she just keeps letting me do all the shit till everything fails. it’s the exact same crap as last year when she told me we’d go to southside and we didn’t bc she remembered she was on a vacation (maybe) like in the month before. jesus fucking christ, i’m so annoyed and upset, i feel like vomiting, screaming and crying at the same time. and then she CASUALLY suggested we should get left over tickets somewhere and bc she again doesn’t bother to look up ANYTHING i looked at ebay and all the tickets are almost 100€ more expensive or you gotta bid for them and eventually they’ll probably have the same price. i want to fucking throw up, i was so looking forward to that.
Having to google internet slang your friend is using because you have no idea what the fuck it means.
my favorite color is guys with long hair
“When he gave up [Pink Floyd] he took up painting again for a bit, but he never enjoyed it. He didn’t really have a sense of direction. He used to lie in bed every morning, and I would get this feeling like the wall between our rooms didn’t quite exist, because I’d know that Syd was lying in bed thinking, ‘What do I do today? Shall I get out of bed? If I get out of bed, I can do this, and I can do that - or I can do that, or I could do that.’ He had the world at his feet, all the possibilities, and he just couldn’t choose. He had great problems committing himself to any action. As for committing himself to doing anything for any length of time - he was the kind of person who’d change in the middle. He’d set off, lose his motivation, and start questioning what he was doing - which might just be walking down the street.”
— Duggie Fields on Syd Barrett
this is my biggest achievement, i don’t even know how this happened.
boys in crop tops 2014