just remembered the existential crisis i forgot i was having
time to listen to drugstore perfume
the only valid addition
as it turns out, i am actually my chemical romance’s second biggest simp bc kerrang! will forever be in first place
the purest form of self care is black coffee and life on the murder scene
dude, i brought you. my bullets. why didn’t you bring your love? i thought we were on the same wavelength :(
bold of you to assume i have the faintest idea what i’m talking about. all i know is i’ve mentioned gerard way eight (8) times so far and the conversation hasn’t gotten anywhere
so, can you name every song off of american rock band my chemical romance’s four main studio albums or did you just... not get made fun of in middle school?
no feeling can truly replicate the absolute epic endeavour that was posting a wattpad comment about what y/n was really wearing to the party, trying to compete for either the clearest hatred of the color pink, or the most malice towards puffy dresses.
yes i have a hobby
so what if said hobby is over-consuming media for only one of my actual interests?
something about not being able to listen to mad gear on spotify makes me unreasonably sad... like please...
“It’s a hell of a responsibility to be yourself. It’s much easier to be somebody else or nobody at all.”
— Sylvia Plath
you’re welcome by the way, for the venom.
on all levels except physical i am at starland ballroom on 01-01-05
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