oh how I miss Ten
my little brother is sat in the other room under two duvets and in his onesie and I’m sat in just a t’shirt… he says he’s not hot… what is going on
There’s this asshole who every time he sees me with my ukulele he thinks he’s funny and asks “Can you play any Metallica?” but the joke is now on him because I just learned how to play the intro riff to Master of Puppets.
I did it. I fucking did it. He asked me again just like I knew he would and I stared him straight in the eyes without blinking and just fucking shredded on my ukulele