i hate that i’m so absent as a person. i don’t start conversations. i can barely maintain them. i’m so weary and spaced out all the time to the point where i can’t even keep up small talk and i’m just so disappointed in myself
I showed this post to my boyfriend and he tried to take his shirt off like a girl and
uh
yeah
Out of the 82k notes my post got this is by far the best comment holy shit thank u for being u
So i tried it both ways and uh
i mean how do you do the first one without pulling out all your hair?
this made me laugh really hard….
and it made me realize that girls and boys pull their shirt off differently. /amazed
but seriously I think girls just do the cross arm thing because of HAIR like demonstrated
So one year, one URL change, and a hair cut later, I decide to try again… FOR SCIENCE!
Its not science unless you write it down so
First method:
Well done, i guess…
Second:
I fucked up
Girls… how?
I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW WE CAN HAVE SUCH DIFFERENT WAYS OF TAKING OFF SHIRTS AND SO MUCH DIFFICULTY DOING IT THE OTHER WAY
I FIGURED IT OUT!!!!!
It’s all in the way that girl/boys shirts are made.
Girls shirts have less armpit room then boy’s do and are generally shorter so pulling it off over your head is more practical because by lifting your arms all the way up you make enough room for the sleeves to just slip off.
Boys shirts have more room and are generally longer so it is easy to slip them off over your head.
but if you take a girls shirt off like a boys shirt you will get your arms caught because there isn’t much armpit space.
and if you take a boys shirt off like a girls shit you will still have your head in it when you’ve lifted your arms all the way up because of the shirt’s length.
It has nothing to do with us. It is entirely to do with how our shirts are made. I figured it out for you. YOU’RE WELCOME!
bless you
look what is back on my dash. Jesus.
This came back but with ACTUAL SCIENCE you are the saviour of our generation
Imagine if instead of method-actors we had method musicians.
The conductor wearing earplugs during rehearsals to understand how Beethoven felt conducting his brilliant 9th, but never being able to hear it, only knowing how it was supposed to sound.
Getting high as fuck before playing Symphonie Fantastique.
Traveling with tape recorders, capturing the same country melodies as Bartok did in Hungary.
Commuting always with a fresh pair of underclothes and a toothbrush in case of arrest while playing the music of Shostakovitch.
Practicing Haydn concertos in a reclusive castle on the countryside.
Spending 6 months in Poland before playing Chopin in order to fully understand the joy and love of one’s country that lies in the notes.
Traveling afar while studying Dvorak, as to understand the wonder of a new country, yet the sad distant longing for one’s homeland.
Imagine if we didn’t only capture what the composer wrote, but what they felt and experienced as well?
Percussionists look for any relationship avalible. Im pretty sure if anyone has their low standards, you’d always have someone to bang
Everyone knows tuba players are the best. Soft lips from all the vibration, great tongue control, pretty fast fingers, strong and good at carrying things, lots of free time for you during our rests, VERY attractive, and we’re great at cuddling
Ok let’s get this straight, contrabassoonists
Were almost always rich, talented, have some pretty fast fingers, can blow pretty well, are good at handling big things, also lots of muscle from carrying around the cases, and we’ve always got a place to stay at one of the 39372810849 colleges offering us scholarships.
these are colorblind glasses. im about to take a walk around the neighborhood and experience colors like normal people. wish me luck, updates to come.
the trees. holy shit the trees. theyre different colors. like, a million different colors
grass….. it looks so soft… so green…
after laying in the grass for about an hour staring at the autumn leaves and laughing at how blue the sky is, i have some insight to share:
why the fuck do you people buy red cars like i had no idea how bright and obnoxious they looked
there are BERRIES on the trees. like bright red. id never noticed them because they blended in. a new problem has arisen now: how the fuck do you people keep yourselves from trying to eat them they’re so tempting looking
the fallen leaves are so beautiful and colorful and you all are heathens for stepping on them just to hear the crunchy sound they make
hey, if you have a twitter account, do me a favor and report @/mileslovespeter
someone brought this account to my attention earlier, this person is
promoting pedophilia and using my art, without my approval, for their
own twisted purposes. twitter doesnt seem to have a way to report
copyright infringement, so please just report them for hateful content.
they also have the clown and cowboy emojis in their bio, which are
commonly used by pedophiles on twitter to identify each other online. i
dont want my art associated with this, its sickening and twitter should not tolerate intellectual property theft either!
if somebody knows the artist of the original drawing of miles too, please let me know! i believe ive seen it on tumblr before but i cant remember the creator’s name :((
