I don’t want to do anything with my life. I avoid thoughts of the future like the plague. I hate everybody. Is this depression? I fear it may be. God what does it matter? What is the goal here? To sit and affirm my problems over and over? I know, At some point, I have to get up. But I don’t know if I have the strength.
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me when someone mentions chemicals, romance, parades, marching bands, sleep, teenagers, not being okay, ‘what do you do for a living?’, prison, bullets, weapons, eyes, killjoys, a desert, party, poison, stars, jets, kobras, disappearing, the end, sunsets, mirrors, ways, skylines, carrying on, death, lovers, blood, vampires, venom, wolves, cancer, someone’s mama, last words, destroying things, scarecrows, sunlight, light, the word na, summertime, kids, yesterday, sunshine, sugar, the name helena, halos, drowning, the best day ever, singing, goodnight, cubicles, turnstiles, demolition, an interlude, the color black, ghosts, cemeteries, aliens, planets, guns, money, ambulances, burning, making room, bombs, and faking your death
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convinced some of you just don't like mcr because "what's their worst song" and you say FOUNDATIONS??? no. you're wrong. you've never been right in your entire life.
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Future: bulletproof
Aftermath: secondary
Time to: do it now and do it loud
Killjoys: make some noise
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
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[text: this user loves my chemical romance]
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