I’m fuckd no matter what
omg liek fuck u mom
i like to think about the personal significance that the wall tour has for roger. at the end of the concert, he stood there looking at the audience for some time, casting his eyes over the vast sea of people clapping and cheering for him. to think that what first inspired the wall was his disconnection with his audiences, he must feel incredibly happy and proud to be standing there in front of all those people each night he does a show, knowing that he has just touched and moved thousands and thousands of people, and that he doesn’t hold bitterness towards the audience anymore. he looked so happy to be there on stage, and i’m really glad for that.
i may not be online
but that doesn’t mean i don’t know what you’re doing
i am always
watching
you
prickly old roger.
when someone says something dumb
when someone says my name
when someone talks to me
when someone looks at me
Talkin bout roger waters
Roger is told he’s a silver fox by a fan. Next time he sees Laurie, “Laurie…What’s a ‘silver fox?’”
Laurie decides to look it up
“wha—”
“oh ehmm..ok”
*does some searchin around this strange thing called ‘tumblr’ when eventually*
“oh m…oh god..roger look”
*and i delete BYE*