ladies and gentlemen welcome to the staaaaage amie l'nitrate

and i said: let’s all lez out in the year 2000!!!!!

he remembers what he was wearing he remembers what his breath smelled like he remembers what he was singing he remembers every single time he saw him before they met it's so fucked it's all so fucked. happy birthday white people music.

should’ve never smoked that shit now i’m at the woolton village fête

15 year old paul mccartney after practicing twenty flight rock until his fingers bled and picking out the perfect white sport coat/flower combo to wear to the village fete and have his friend introduce him to the cool older guy from the bus/chippy: what if I told you none of it was accidental and the first night that you saw me nothing was gonna stop me. I laid the groundwork and then jus-

‘happy mclennon day’ is it? is it though? because you’re not posting like it is. mclennon day that makes you want to die very badly is what you’re posting like