*HAPPY BIRTHDAY* Sean Bean 4/17/1959
"A common misperception of me is… that I am a tough, rough northerner, which I suppose I am really. But I’m pretty mild-mannered most of the time. It’s the parts that you play I guess. I don’t mind it. I’m not a tough guy. I’d like to act as a fair, easy-going, kind man at some point."
You know when a fast angry song comes on that you know every word to and you’re in just the right mood that your eyes light up with the fire and angst of a thousand punk rockers and you just feel so alive
this website is so toxic
With a taste of your lips I’m on a ride
We’re not going anywhere. Not this fucking band. Or you guys. And you proved that to us. And at the end of the day we’re all chasing the same thing. We all end up in this same room for a reason. We’re a part of something. We’re a part of something that’s bigger than every single one of us. It doesn’t stop when we get off stage. It doesn’t stop when we go home.
One year later. This is our love letter back to you.