Living in a Blue Room

Whose Line is it Anyway? brought to you by the letter ‘h’

(via swollen-and-halo)

transparentredsyellowsandblues:

My grandma doesn’t know who I am anymore. It’s really depressing, actually. I hate Alzheimer’s Disease. 

I knew it was bad with other things, like not knowing where she was, but when she stops remembering people in her life, it gets really heartbreaking. At least right now she can still remember my mom.

Sigh. Not looking forward to as time passes and it gets worse than this. 

I know its hard, but there isnt anything you can do to change it. Im not going to ask you to stop feeling what you are feeling. If you didnt feel this way it’d mean you dont love her. But when you can, try taking a break from thinking about something that no one can control, and instead think about how lucky you are to remember her. Im sure, if she had a choice, she would never choose to forget you. She would choose to remember you every day of her life. For her, you need to remember everything about her. Dont back away from the memories that hurt. Honor her in every way.

d'aw christian…

(via swollen-and-halo)

i really want to learn this song

tarvismhm:

People say Charlotte is a horrible stop and are always missing bands. I have no idea what they’re talking about. Streetlight. Four Year Strong. Every Time I Die. Twin Atlantic. Constellations. Dead Sara. Sick of Sarah. Koji. Funeral Party. Memphis May Fire. For Today.

I literally want to die of happiness right now.

dont forget senses fail. just saying. and i totally agree.

………. <3 love them

Some of the absolute best musicians in the world,Mike Portoy, Neal Morse, Casey McPherson, Dave LaRue, and Steve Morse, making up Flying Colors.

do it!!! :3

this is for the people who dont understand what i mean when i say im “from chicago”

and this bit is for travis: i lived on the edge of dupage county, in a town called st.charles. it is right next to the dupage airport. i have no clue where you lived in relation to that…..

• BRITISH EMPIRE: All right, fine, your stupid embargo worked. We won’t levy any more taxes-
• AMERICAN COLONIES: Huzzah! Time to get drunk!
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Except on tea.
• AMERICAN COLONIES: What?
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Get over it, it’s just tea. Seriously, where do you get this idea that you’re special and should never have to pay taxes? We hope that idea doesn’t go on to infect your political discourse centuries from now.
• AMERICAN COLONIES: We’re not buying your stupid tea.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Are you being serious right now? What are you going to do, just stop drinking tea?
• AMERICAN COLONIES: Yes. We’ll drink coffee.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Do you even know what that is?
• AMERICAN COLONIES: No, but we’ve heard it’s good and we’re feeling surly.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Fine, whatever, we don’t even care what you do anymore.
• BRITISH EAST INDIA COMPANY: Actually, we are pretty much bankrupt, so you need to make them drink the tea.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Oh, for—just drink the tea.
• AMERICAN COLONIES: No.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Do it.
• AMERICAN COLONIES: NO.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Drink it.
• AMERICAN COLONIES: Fuck you.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: Drink it or we’ll punch you in the face.
• AMERICAN COLONIES: *Boston Tea Party*
• BRITISH EMPIRE: What the hell?
• AMERICAN COLONIES: We heard it was Indians.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: That’s interesting, because we heard it was a bunch of colonists wearing paint and dressed in costumes that were remarkably similar to what a crowd of drunks who wanted to look like Indians would assemble if the only supplies they had were found in an alley behind a bar.
• AMERICAN COLONIES: You get all types in Boston.
• BRITISH EMPIRE: …*Coercive Acts*
• AMERICAN COLONIES: Oh, it is ON.