im so sorry


U2 abc - F is for Fourty Years

It was in the crowded kitchen of a semi-detached house in Artane that a bunch of teenage school boys from Mount Temple Comprehensive, Dublin, gathered to discuss forming a band. There was barely enough room to fit around the drum kit, with five guitarists squeezed between the fridge and the bread bin. A chaotic jam session involved wobbly renditions of Rolling Stones hits Brown Sugar and Satisfaction, with no consensus as to the correct chord sequences.

One wannabe lead guitarist was forced into the role of singer because he had neglected to actually bring a guitar. Another young guitarist established his position as lead instrumentalist because he had mastered the solo from Rory Gallagher’s Blister on the Moon. The bassist couldn’t play but had the best hair and, crucially, owned an actual bass guitar and amplifier. The drummer was definitely in because it was his family’s kitchen. And thus, U2 were born.
- Neil McCormick

anonymous asked:

my ex called me two weeks ago when i was finally getting over him and told me he was in love w/ me and that he wanted to fly to come see me because he felt like we should be together and yadda yadda. so i started getting all hopeful and like yeah!! let's do this and he ignored me all this week. and then he texted me today and said hey. i met someone else. i'll never be able to come see you again. i wish you well dove. so yeah. now im just drinking wine and trying not to be angry/sad. *rock on*

lets drink together baby

Originally posted by huffingtonpost

i go 

 up up up up up. 

to the ceiling

then  i  feel  my  soul  start  leaving

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