i just...cannot with that song

this one time, while walking the doggo for my grandma, i was loudly singing along to some mother mother tracks. while doing this, a car pulled up and followed me a bit, trying to start a conversation.

i thought it was someone lost, the neighborhood is a mess, and given i had a large dog with me i wasn’t too anxious. people stop and ask “the kid” for directions all the time. wrongo, it was a car full of jehova’s witnesses, who all looked uncomfortable for some reason.

i had just loudly sung, headphones on and music blasting, “hell yeah i’m a REAPER MAN. every good thing i KILL IT DEAD.”

the witnesses wished me a good day before driving off. not their best timing tbh.

9

‘’everything is grey
his hair, his smoke, his dreams
and now he’s so devoid of color
he don’t know what it means’’

phil’s version

Do you ever just hear a song that’s so good you just have to drop everything and daydream about the stories it could narrate? Then you just play it over and over until your daydream is complete?

6

The black one is full of fear and rage
She was the saddest child that Maester Cressen had ever known.

4

Santana Lopez, the shipper

what she says: i’m fine

what she means: 

SHE PLAYED THE FIDDLE IN AN IRISH BAND BUT SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ENGLISH MAN KISSED HER ON THE NECK AND THEN I TOOK HER BY THE HAND AND SAID BABY I JUST WANNA DANCE I MET HER ON GRAFTON STREET RIGHT OUTSIDE OF THE BAR SHE SHARED A CIGARETTE WITH ME WHILE HER BROTHER PLAYED THE GUITAR SHE ASKED ME WHAT DOES IT MEAN THE GAELIC INK ON YOUR ARM? I TOLD SAID IT WAS ONE OF MY FRIEND’S SONGS DO YOU WANNA DRINK ON? SHE TOOK JAMIE AS A CHASER JACK FOR THE FUN SHE GOT ARTHUR ON THE TABLE WITH JOHNNY RIDING AS SHOT GUN CHATTED SOME MORE ONE MORE DRINK AT THE BAR THEN PUT VAN ON THE JUKEBOX, GOT UP TO DANCE YOU KNOW SHE PLAYED THE FIDDLE IN AN IRISH BAND BUT SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ENGLISH MAN KISSED HER ON THE NECK AND THEN I TOOK HER BY THE HAND AND SAID BABY I JUST WANNA DANCE WITH MY PRETTY LITTLE GALWAY GIRL YOU’RE MY PRETTY LITTLE GALWAY GIRL YOU KNOW SHE BEAT ME AT DARTS AND THEN SHE BEAT ME AT POOL AND THEN SHE KISSED ME LIKE THERE WAS NOBODY ELSE IN THE ROOM AS LAST ORDERS WERE CALLED WAS WHEN SHE STOOD ON THE STOOL AFTER DANCING TO KALEIGH SINGING TO TRAD TUNES I NEVER HEAR CARRICKFERGUS EVER SUNG SO SWEET ACAPELLA IN THE BAR USING HER FEET FOR A BEAT OH I COULD HAVE THAT VOICE PLAYING ON REPEAT FOR A WEEK AND IN THIS PACKED OUT ROOM SWEAR SHE WAS SINGING TO ME SHE PLAYED THE FIDDLE IN AN IRISH BAND BUT SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ENGLISH MAN KISSED HER ON THE NECK AND THEN I TOOK HER BY THE HAND SAID BABY I JUST WANNA DANCE MY PRETTY LITTLE GALWAY GIRL MY MY MY MY MY MY MY GALWAY GIRL MY MY MY MY MY MY MY GALWAY GIRL MY MY MY MY MY MY MY GALWAY GIRL NOW WE’VE OUTSTAYED OUR WELCOME AND IT’S CLOSING TIME I WAS HOLDING HER HAND HER HAND WAS HOLDING MINE OUR COATS BOTH SMELL OF SMOKE, WHISKY, AND WINE AS WE FILL UP OUR LUNGS WITH THE COLD AIR OF THE NIGHT I WALKED HER HOME THEN SHE TOOK ME INSIDE FINISH SOME DORITOS AND ANOTHER BOTTLE OF WINE I SWEAR I’M GOING TO PUT YOU IN A SONG THAT I WRITE ABOUT A GALWAY GIRL AND A PERFECT NIGHT SHE PLAYED THE FIDDLE IN AN IRISH BAND BUT SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ENGLISH MAN KISSED HER ON THE NECK AND THEN I TOOK HER BY THE HAND SAID BABY I JUST WANT TO DANCE Y PRETTY LITTLE GALWAY GIRL MY MY MY MY MY MY MY GALWAY GIRL MY MY MY MY MY MY MY GALWAY GIRL MY MY MY MY MY MY MY GALWAY GIRL