Rip my heart out so I can’t feel. So I can’t feel it shattering in my chest everytime I look at John. So I can’t feel it beat faster everytime he gets close to me. So I can’t feel it skip when John just as much as touches my arm. So I can’t feel him tearing it out of my body, eat it, throw it back up, then die.

waka-bonka:

So for our final band concert, the seniors covered our band directors office in pictures of Nicolas Cage. Our band director’s name is Nick so it’s funny. 

sevsgirl33:

So I was on FanFiction.net and I was just browsing around at the different categories when I see the “MISC.” option. So, out of curiosity, I clicked on it. And the best thing ever showed up: “MARCHING BAND”
I was completely floored by the thought that marching band had fanfics, and a lot of them, too. It made my day. :)

bloodywordsbloodywriting:

When I was 16, I was in marching band and lost a bunch of weight so my uniform pants were super baggy. During football season I started smuggling food in my shorts underneath my uniform so I could eat during the game. This worked well, except for the time my peanut butter sandwich fell out onto the football field during pregame…

band-geekz:

no one? ok

ebharmony:

When you realize you have one year of band left: