The dreaded Friend Zone.
AKA The End Zone.
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The dreaded Friend Zone.
AKA The End Zone.
Reblog if you’re too metal for pop-punk, cockrock, and rap music \m/
Metal heads and Music lovers,
Well, since they’re pretty much synonymous, I’ll get to the point:
I’m going to the Carolina Rebellion concert this May, in Rockingham, NC.
I just got this big ass tent, 12’X8’, that could fit 4-6 people easy, from the sporting goods store, cool right?
So what’s the problem?
No real problem, I’m just thinking that’s a big tent for 1 guy. Yeah, it would be nice to have that all to myself, but a concert by yourself sucks.
Anybody up for going with?
You need:
Still reading?
Hit me up for more info and arrangements.
Metallurgically yours,
Jonathan The Anti-B0T
Today,
I hope I’m not the only one who remembers a long lost legend.
Today,
I hold in reverence,
the musician who made me the man I am.
Happy Birthday
Kurt Cobain.
He knew what it was like for people like me,
Put all my thoughts and feelings into words and music.
I just want to say thank you Kurt.
Jonathan the Anti-B0T
Life is too short to try it alone.
It isn’t easy by yourself.
But there’s always the hope that you aren’t alone,
A hope that someone out there knows what it’s like.
Maybe there is somebody out there,
Maybe not.
Life is too short to die alone.