Ever since I was young I have been obsessed with music. To me it’s like a puzzle. It’s like a Rubik’s cube. If I were sitting here talking to you and there was music in the background, I would kind of pretend to listen to you, but I would be focused on, ‘I bet that’s an 18 inch kick drum and that’s kind of an interesting drum move that they have going.’ It’s a part of my mind that borders on having an obsessive compulsive disorder. Music, at some point in my life, became like my religion. I looked at it as something that was more than just a vinyl disk or more than a poster on a wall. It was something that opened me up and made me believe in other things. — Dave Grohl. (via sharksnacksofsuburbia)
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you. —
Bob Marley (via evilhenchman) (via loveismy-religion)
Ladies, LISTEN TO THE MAN!
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