I'm obsessed with john mayer & I love life. the end:)

cemawe:

‘It’s 2006, and I’ve written this song thinking about getting older, and cherishing the people that are around me while they’re still around me, and I got obsessed with it, right. So I thought that I was just gonna make a whole scene out of, like building my own memories, purposely doing things and planning these memories out so I could always remember them. So, I was making the Continuum album, and I travelled back to New York, and I had set up an entire day with New York Mets because my dad is a really big New York Mets fan. And so I thought, you know what? I’m gonna visualize this whole trip. I’m gonna get a whole signed jersey and a signed ball, and he’s gonna meet the team and then there I’ll be, sitting in the stands waving my pennant around with my dad, and we build that memory together. So I fly back to New York city and I come home, and I give my dad like -surprise, we’re going to Shea Stadium right, and it’s a cloudy day. It’s a cloudy day. So we’re getting in the car, we’re about to drive out of town and to Shea Stadium, and then all of a sudden I get this what they call an aura right before migraine, where all of a sudden you can’t see right. Like three quarters of your vision just disappears, right. Uh-oh, I’m gonna get a giant head ache. So all of a sudden I have to break it to my dad, ‘Dad, I’m about to have the biggest migraine of my life, I don’t think I can get to Shea Stadium’. And then, as soon as I said that, the skies break open! And it just starts pouring and thundering and lightning. And we didn’t get to Shea Stadium that day, and when I was laying back at home on my bed, really really disappointed, watching the rain fall, feeling my headache dissipate with every lightning crash as the humidity was disappearing, I heard God talk to me. Here’s what God said. God said; let me handle this. You just live your damn life. God didn’t say damn, I’m just peppering it up here. He said you will not build these memories, you just live your life and memories will happen, that’s why they’re called memories, you can’t plan them out. That’s why the best New Years Eve you ever had in your life was you staying home with your cat! So ever since then, I’ve just released my grip’

theyellowbrickroad:

if you say something that bothers me ill remember it for the next 5 million years


tyleroakley:

The “Whose Line Is It Anyway” sideways scene is perfect.

katyandjohn:

katy’s Q&A poa´pleajioajepokea help.

It’s a Sunday night. A night never to be trusted for emotions. So a lot of you guys are going to head home and either receive texts in the middle of the night or actually compose them, that are not going to be fully representative of how you’ll feel for the rest of the day or the rest of the week. But you’ll be reaching out. And if you’re not reaching out, you’ll have someone else reaching out to you. And your friends and your brain and your morals and your conscience, have all trained you not to respond. But I’m going to go against the grain and I’m going to suggest that the next time you get a text from the one you love, the only person in the world that you love and can’t talk to, that you just respond. If they ask you if you’re up and you’re up just write, “Yup, come over.” Because life is just too short to keep playing the game. Because if you really want somebody, you’ll figure it out later. Otherwise you’ll just be laying in bed alone with your Blackberry on your chest hoping that it goes bbbbbfffff, bbbbbfffff. – John Mayer (via whatyoushare)


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