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So this was the worst week ever. I won’t say anything about the band, I still can’t understand anything. Im so confused. So sad. I had faith and it’s all gone.
Btw, I guess this is the end of this blog, I had 47 followers so it doesn’t really matter, but yeh im not okay, so i can’t keep this blog.

Bye<3

frerard:

YOU KNOW WHAT? 

IM AFRAID TO KEEP ON LIVING

IM AFRAID TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE

WITHOUT THE BAND IVE LOVED FOR SO  FUCKING LONG, I’M NOTHING

ieroking:

Death Of The Lionheart - Pencey Prep

So I guess I’m wiped out,
So I guess I’m wiped out,
This is so in-
There I go again, I’m not-

And go again,
So I guess that there’s nothing wrong.
This is so in-
There I go again, I’m not…

This is where it all comes down,
I live my life in fear of things I,
Can’t explain, I ve my fear-
I’m fine,
Don’t encage-
Whoa, watch out for blood!

(?)
The sun blocks his way home
I could keep my life inside a shoebox,
Where it’s a safe distance,
Away from these apparatuses.

I-
Wish-
I were a-
Ghost!
Wish-
I were a-
So I guess I’m wiped out,
So I guess I’m wiped out,
So I guess I’m wiped out,
So I guess I’m wiped-

This is where it all comes down,
I live my life in fear of things I,
Can’t explain, I fear-
I’m fine,
Don’t encage-
Whoa, watch out for blood!

This is where there’s no happy ending afterwards.
And until the solar caps blocked out all sunlight,
The wind blows out, and he can’t see the pain.
His voice can’t be heard,
The windows, stained black, he’s frightened, just like a child.
He’s sealed from the world outside,
The sound of that voice killed him open-eyed.

If the sun, burnt my eyes,
Would I still see the good in me?
Don’t break my heart
Would I still see the good-
Wish I were a-
I were a-
Ghost!
Wish-
I were a-
Ghost.

9 photos (in random order) of Ray Toro through the eras

"Love what you do and who you truly are. Be willing to die for it. If you are true to yourself, you can never go wrong" —Frank Iero.

but-i-am-a-creep:

angste:

everyone in the mcr fandom, i made this for u

 thank you so much