If you’re leaving @Bonnaroo tonight, don’t. Do it in the morning instead.

To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis: Show us your laptop. Show us your iCloud. Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation. You won’t. You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out. That is not who we are. My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count. For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame. I no longer believe that. Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us. And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts. That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena. Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next. Life does not determine our character. It reveals it. Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next? We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day. So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop. You won’t. The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing. That is the only definition that matters.

ACAB

Happy Roo!!

RT @Bonnaroovian:

How many of y’all got the music right outside your tent? #bonnaroo

Somewhere over the @TheRealRooBus

big day for radiating positivity. huge week for it, even

We don’t have an emoji for a cassette but we have an emoji for a dodo bird Nah it’s cool… I’m not upset

Chatting with someone my age and they said, "I don't really listen to new music. I'm still listening to the same stuff I always have. I don't think I've liked anything new in 20 years." I tried to imagine what that would be like but realized that's a stupid thing to imagine.

Microdosing hell by being aware and literate

wait wait ... so bootlegs and soundcloud remixes are still illegal but this is a thing now? lol

Do it, coward @JeffBezos

My name is Charles Booker. I am your Democratic nominee for United States Senate to finally replace Mitch McConnell. Kentucky, this is our time. Good morning.

an oz of weed is officially cheaper than filling my gas tank.

Hi stupid bitch no

Let’s get down to business *opens up briefcase filled with cassettes*

Hi people Lake Mary not mysterious is out tomorrow. Cassette Tapes should be up for pre-order. Hand colored J-cards. 30 of em. Mix of marker, pastel pencil, my finger, all kinda different. Some will be at show in NY tomorrow. I'm not good at selling merch, so just find me and say whats up I promise I wont bite daughngibson.bandcamp.com/al…