I fucking love jazz music so much. Everytime I step into the practice room for jazz band I feel so empowered. Everytime my fingers touch the beautiful curvaceous figure of the double bass's wooden body I almost cream my pants. And I be playing that shit like my life depends on it. 'Til my fingers are sore. I be playing with her G-string crazyyyy style. I feel it in my bones. The soul of jazz music... » Continue Reading
I was supposed to maintain this medieval princess persona on this site, but I actually need an outlet so bad because this is really getting on my nerves. Context: Last year, I briefly went out with this guy in my grade. I liked him because he was a tall handsome nerd that played video games and he seemed really sweet. Before me he dated this other girl, who btw doesn't go to my school. And I didn'... » Continue Reading