Borrowed an acoustic guitar.
Broke the strings, being espressivo
Bought new strings.
Broke two strings, back-to-back, while trying to restring it.
Didn’t even get emotive with that situation, just plain ol’ fucked it up.
Brb going back to bass for forever because I am too mannish for nice, dainty things. Like guitars–which are for women, and girls, and children.
Not full-grown nonbinary dickless tit-men.
Also like, I am legit going back to bass for forever cuz now I just don’t have a guitar that works.
fucking, jesus H.C.
My hands are thick, crusty, brick chunks cementey goodness.
guitar no handle me