Shout out to me five hours ago when I got high as fuck and almost had a panic attack while watching Slowdive play. I might be the only person I know capable of having a panic attack at a shoegaze concert because I am a cool, calculating, well put together person with a real sense of agency.
Hasn’t Henry Rollins always sucked though?
I’m surprised by how much I like Instagram. Especially following people I only know through tumblr. There’s less posturing or like, idk, #personalbrand on Instagram, just “hey look at this” and I’m deeply appreciative of it. It makes me appreciate the few of you that I’ve followed on here for years and now follow there all the much more. Smart phones are whacky.