I'm Sam and I live in England. If I'm not on Tumblr I'm probably reading or writing or playing guitar or bass. I will however drop any of that to talk to you.
It’s quite good, but I was supper annoyed that Wild Style spent the whole film being the most badass character on screen, then at the end got permission from Batman to choose her own romantic partner.
The fuck is that?!
What happens the night after you’re the most drunk you’ve ever been? You’re the most hungover you’ve ever been. Maybe even still slightly drunk.
This shift is gunna suck.
I am drunk blogging liiikiike seven hours before I have to be back at work.
I hope I’m still dunk when I get to work. It’s the only way to cope in that shit hole.
i did it. i took my socks off. van i get a hell yeah1
if google couldnt remember my password i couldnt drunk blg. blame google.
this is the drunket ive ever been. I cant even take my socks off. i needed this. oblivion. sweet oblivion.
Letters to Louisa - Samuel Lewis. (via okay-doke)
Letters To Louisa AKA My Shitty Novel. I guess I shouldn’t be so hard on it. Some of the writing is adequate, but the plotting is freaking woeful.
I’ve made it as a writer. My shitty novel just got quoted on someone’s blog.
Current word count: 35,157.
Just delivered the big twist, and I think I did so in an adequate manner. Just not sure how to handle what comes next. I don’t know how the rest of the cast would handle it.
when someone claims to be a fan of a band when they have heard two of their songs
but how do you become a fan of a band? BY HEARING ONE OR TWO SONGS!!! like jesus guys, get your head out of your superior complex ass.
you have no right to define what a fan is. if someone calls themselves a fan, they are a fan. it really is that simple.
Tumblr, why do you do that thing where when someone says something funny, you then say it again but bold?
It’s so nonsensical.
You wouldn’t do it if you saw a stand up comedian or something. And if you did it would be precisely as annoying there as it is here.