#instafun #bff #stormynight #lightning #thunderrolls #atx @kat_bomb (at Spider House Patio Bar & Cafe)
THE COACHELLA LINEUP, RANKED FROM BEST BAND NAME TO WORST BAND NAME
How to Destroy Angels
The Airborne Toxic Event
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Who’s up for a road trip? -L
It is beyond irrational to want to attend a music festival in a different state when two of the biggest ones are performed in my very own city. However, I genuinely feel that after so much time dedicated to unwanted habits, rocky relationships and endless pursuit, adventuring for a few days isn’t the worst thing I could do. And hey, it’s for the sake of music.
This simple beat of my heart doesn’t always come to my attention. Often the sound, along with the feeling, is flooded with the complexities of the world around me. Complaints, concerns, joys and accomplishments, of others. It has been years of contemplation, followed by expectation that I fail myself time and time again. I look for friendships in individuals that are not quite such, while I turn my back on loyal acquaintances right when they need me the greatest. What I’ve come to realize is whether I feel dissatisfied in a situation or simply tired of one, I am rarely true to myself. Why must I put the well-being of those around me, which often seems temporary anyway, above my own? So many times that I’ve been close to ‘losing it all’ never have I tried so hard to keep everyone else afloat. Big heart, big smile, BIG mistake. Looking for the inspiration I once was is keeping me from living the potential I already contain. Lately I have felt nothing short of tested. By whom I couldn’t say, but if I had to answer I’d say myself. Situations facing family, self doubt, secrets, infidelity, and time. Although it may sound as I’ve done nothing but complain, I can admit that I’ve never felt so close to myself.