i can’t imagine avril lavigne as an adult
just like sitting at home with a husband and a dog and doing taxes and mowing the grass when it gets too high
I can imagine it. Avril is sitting there, just feeding the baby. She’s very bored and misses her old punk rock lifestyle, so she turns on the TV for some much needed escapism. Guess who she sees? Sk8er boi rocking up MTV.
everybody stop reblogging this post right now
I’m sorry for reblogging this it’s my job.
Man, I hope a gang of stylish Broadway dancers with snappy fingers and perfect hair don’t show up and make me regret reblogging this.
If this is the last you hear from me… goodbye, cruel world. Stay cool, dudes.
I just uploaded the video I was trying to upload last night from the hotel that I had to edit in Windows Movie Maker
I am not gonna watch it again to make sure it uploaded right because I’m in an airport and I don’t want a bunch of people watching me watch a video of myself on the internet
I think i exported it in the wrong aspect ratio because I don’t know how to use Movie Maker that well, because nobody should have to know how to
i entered the cavern seeking divine wisdom
i cleared my mind as i proceeded inside and kept my breaths soft as i approached the small stream that flowed for miles from the heart of the cave
its water shone clear with a pristine perfectness, like polished diamond, and it made no sound as it meandered elegantly along the floor of the cavern
i kneeled at its edge and observed intently as my reflection bounced and shifted and rearranged itself in the calm but briskly active surface
i inhaled. the stream was shallow but there was enough room in which to submerge my face entirely
the water rolled across my face as soft as silk. i opened my eyes
i was floating. the same impossibly soft sensation caressed the entirety of my vessel. whether i was in water or air, i could not tell, but at that moment i was incredibly, absolutely at peace.
a bright form began to grow visible against the depthless, formless background of the place in which i had arrived
as it grew closer i identified it as a koi fish, a rather large koi fish whose scales shone brighter than anything i had ever seen
it approached me slowly. its movements were calculated, precise, perfect. it was face to face with me.
with the grandest subtlety, it placed itself beside my head. the near-silent sounds of its slight movements and undulations were so amplified at this proximity that they resounded within my head
then all at once, complete silence.
i closed my eyes
and then the softest and loudest voice i had ever heard spoke
“you can unfollow people who you don’t like. you can do that. it is really really simple. you don’t have to complain about how much you don’t like what they post, you can just. unfollow the person.”