When Emarosa posted this Thursday night, I sat next to Henry on the couch and cried. Then I made him watch it and I yelled, “HOW ARE YOU NOT CRYING?!” and he was like, “Because I don’t really care.” This was while he was watching that thing on Rocky Road bars, so he was too busy q-tipping his dickhole over that.
Is it weird to say that I am so proud of this band for persevering, for refusing to let the Jonny Craig drama dig their grave? I’m just so happy that they found a new singer and I can’t wait, you guys, I just can’t wait. We’re going to see them in Clevelend next month and I honestly think about it every single day.
In other news, tonight is Henry’s big Stella & Dot trunk show! He’s running around getting the house in order and mumbling varying degrees of hate-fueled statements regarding his life. Have a good weekend, suckers!
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Fucking q-tipping his dickhole? OMG worst mental image ever.
EVER. haha
I like this. They all seem legitimately interested in making the band a success.
I’m rooting for them so hard!
“We’re going to see them in Clevelend next month and I honestly think about it every single day.”
Yes.
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