my friends call me insensitive, but you can call me max. My Chemical Romance ruined my life.
my personal blog is triggering, please be careful when clicking the link to it.
ps you're the most gorgeous kitty in all the land.
I’m doing a research paper on a modern day hero and I want to use Gerard for my hero. My teacher says that I cant use a person who is just a hero to me,and he isn’t a hero for just being a singer.
I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.” What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION. “I fancy you” is like, you’re so shiny and glittery and I just want to put you on a shelf and look at you for a while ‘cause you’re fancy.
in australia we just exchange boomerangs
- my friendship
how to win:
- read this
- you won
- please don’t leave me
Basically I went out for two hours and felt so judged and like everyone was staring at me and have over thinked everything I said and did and how stupid and ridiculous everyone must think I am that I am now a suicidal, emotional mess that wants to sleep for 5 years. I want to cut as deep as I can and punish myself for being me I fucking hate myself I hate my brain I hate being alive I cant ddeal with this