college is weird
AAAAAAAAAAA
every time i listen to burn bright i feel like i’m a grape agate in one of those little rock tumblers going around and around and around until i’m completely smooth
i don’t even have a sense of humor anymore all i know is make abstract text posts about my chemical romance
when we invent time travel i’m going right back to 2001 to mysteriously end up at every mcr show, then just keep replaying the loop once i get to 2020
i’m a simple train wreck...
i see literally any religious imagery and think ‘rad my chem reference’
literally have not been able to get out of bed for the past 45 minutes- time to post on tumblr
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.
what my chem song would you want to be the last one you hear? personally i think any and all could work on your deathbed. some would be comedic, others touching... if you are an aries, perhaps destroya?
on all levels except physical i am at starland ballroom on 01-01-05
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