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Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
I’m going to disagree because the song is already way loud. Sports talk uses it a lot coming back from breaks and it’s definitely louder than any other song.
Do you want to dance while also thinking about all the ways you've failed as a human?
UPCOMING SHOWS 5/14 - Neil Young & Crazy Horse @ Forest Hills 8/17 - King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard @ Forest Hills 9/4 - Pearl Jam @ MSG 9/7 - Pearl Jam @ Wells Fargo Center 9/11 - St. Vincent @ Brooklyn Paramount 9/13 - Lucius/The War on Drugs/The National @ Forest Hills
If you like this song it means you’re cute and you’re sexy and your rides fucking sporty. It means you’re a bad girl. It means you’re a hot girl. It means you like to drive fucking fast. This is vroom vroom bitch. LETS LETS LETS LETS RIDE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH 😩🤘🏻
If you like this song it means you’re cute and you’re sexy and your rides fucking sporty. It means you’re a bad girl. It means you’re a hot girl. It means you like to drive fucking fast. This is vroom vroom bitch. LETS LETS LETS LETS RIDE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH 😩🤘🏻
This was my choice in the Charli XCX round of the Chicks Rock Music League so fuck yeah I’m a bad and hot girl!
Do you want to dance while also thinking about all the ways you've failed as a human?
UPCOMING SHOWS 5/14 - Neil Young & Crazy Horse @ Forest Hills 8/17 - King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard @ Forest Hills 9/4 - Pearl Jam @ MSG 9/7 - Pearl Jam @ Wells Fargo Center 9/11 - St. Vincent @ Brooklyn Paramount 9/13 - Lucius/The War on Drugs/The National @ Forest Hills
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
in that case you are absolutely in the correct career
That specific post is so vivid because those memories are apparently my brain's preferred PTSD flashback. Like there's my brain going "hey remember this shitty thing" and then there's my brain remembering THIS, which can and has sent me into full blown panic attacks.
Sometimes my brain goes "hey remember Sydney*? What if you were wrong?" and BAM, it's like I'm high school sophomore Ellie all over again.
It's the one sensory memory from my pre-transition self my brain is desperately holding onto.
The other spicy PTSD memories are just there. They pop up like the world's worst whack a mole game. But Sydney...it's like my brain doesn't want to let go of her.
A part of me is still on that shitty, cold bus, listening to VCR on repeat and wondering what could have been, or standing in the pool wondering if I should just tell her how I really feel.
I think part of it is because she was the only girl I've ever truly fallen in love with. It's just not an emotion I feel all that often.
*Sydney is not her actual name, I'm not that cruel.