#405.
Remember that time when you called me up while I was in bed, and started singing Sunday Morning and Mario Kart Love Song to me? Oh right, that was totally two nights ago.
So I, as I do, have had a relapsed obsession with Maroon 5 as of late, and today I can finally be proud to say I worked out the chords. After years of wishing I could play it, I worked it out!
And then I went on youtube and found out there were shitloads of tutorials.
Fuck my life.


Anyway. I felt like blogging, but yeah, as usual, I had no idea what I wanted to rant about. Fuck it, I'ma go do something productive. Like psychology homework.
Nuuuu.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel.

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