I Must Get my Soul Back From You, I am Killing my Flesh Without

Jac. New York. You honestly shouldn't read my blog, it's not healthy. You've been warned

[paintpastelfandoms-deactivated2]

It’s 2030. Fall out boy have now renamed themselves fall out man and actually turned into one giant meme. Just Brendon’s head is left and when Ryan was asked to be interviewed, he zoomed off into space. My chemical romance have broken up after thirteen years of a reunion era. Tyler has permanently kicked Josh out of the band and in retaliation Josh added Oakley to his Tyler tattoo. Pop punk is retro and the new trend is 2005 Pete wentz eyeliner. Sherlock is on its sixth season and in celebration of doctor who’s 100th season, Moffat told fans that there would be a wholock crossover, releasing posters and trailers but really was just trolling everyone. SPN mysteriously disappeared from existence and all we can say is that it is of supernatural causes. Tumblr has been taken over by Pepe and every blogger must wear frog masks and chant hail Pepe when they go outside. Everyone talks in emoji.

[butyouwont-forgetme]

Them: stop it

Me: *holding boom box over my head blasting twenty one pilots music* I don't know what you're talking about.

[kindreggs]

Relatable twenty one pilots lyrics • “sometimes quiet is violent” • “I’m insecure and I care what you think” • “wake up you need to make money” • “she’s the tear in my heart” • “and we’re stressed out” • anytime Tyler is screaming

[kindreggs]

This song speaks to me in a way that I can’t truly explain. It speaks to a part of me that hasn’t been happy in years. This song not only shows that even the happiest person can live through something that changes them. Something that leaves the breathless and makes them believe the lies that the world tells them. But it also shows that the opposite can occur. It is just as possible to not necessarily erase those marks but to move past them. To become happy. Those marks are a part of you but they don’t have to define you completely. It is possible to be happy again and I think this is something that everybody deserves to hear. Even if it helps just one person then it has been completely worth it.

[butyouwont-forgetme]

something: has obvious consequences

me: WHATS THE WORST THAT COULD GO WRONG

[butyouwont-forgetme]

me: I don't care :)

me, one second later: *starts crying*

[butyouwont-forgetme]

therapist: what are you scared of?

me: yes

[butyouwont-forgetme]

therapist: your ignoring all of your problems

me: yeah i know

therapist: you know that's an unhealthy coping mechanism right?

me: yeah I know, i'm ignoring that as well

therapist: ...

[ladyxgaga]

October 31st, 2017: Lady Gaga dressed up as Edward Scissorhands for Halloween

[melisica]

“One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass. And  then you realize you always felt that way.” (Fragments, by ed-ingle)

[wild-nirvana]

Mother always said I was a messy child,

I coloured outside the lines onto the table.

Once colours on paper, became emotions in my mind.

I was too messy for you to clean up.

As my tears streamed, I screamed I wasn’t born to stay within the lines.

Mother you were right

[jharper93-blog1]

[jharper93-blog1]

Counting Stars

I can’t tell you how many times I cried for him. I lost track when I started bleeding for him. I took a shot for every time I thought of him. Every thought was like a star in the sky- impossible to keep track of without getting lost. Before I knew it,  it  had me feeling exactly what I wanted to feel: nothing. I’d wake up in the morning and it was the same routine. Not a day goes by where I don’t wish that I looked him hard in the face and said the words that have been itching, burning, clawing at my heart for years. It’s not easy to stop loving someone when they’ve woven themselves into your heart. You can’t help it, you don’t know you’re falling until you’ve hit the ground. How do you cope in the aftermath when they’re still woven in, but they’ve left? I wanted to cut him out, it was the only way. I can’t tell you how many times I tried.

J. Harper

[abduction]

[pocblog]

[ruinedchildhood]

[goldensweetcheeks-deactivated20]

Y’all terrible 😂😂😂😂😂

[thesweetishthuggishbone]

WHY CAN’T Y'ALL LEAVE HIM ALONE

[jharper93-blog1]

One day, you will regret throwing me away as much as I regret loving you

[wnq-writers]

“I don’t want to be swept off my feet. My god, I want someone to collide with me. I want to be knocked off my feet, to be under their weight and be engulfed by everything they are. I want to be look up into their eyes that make the sky its greatest enemy, rivalling its beauty. I want the breath to leave my lungs in the most suffocating way and when I breathe it back in my skin burns and flowers are sprouting in my collarbones with life that’s never been there. I want to be held so tightly that I can no longer tell where they start and I begin. I want lips to wonder over my neck with no real purpose. I want laughter to be the loudest echo ever heard, I want it to reach the rays of the sun and fill a warmth in my heart I didn’t know existed. I want hands to draw patterns into my skin with an ink only I can see. Let the world watch on as I become a poet with no purpose and 1001 feelings.”

Apryl Williams, (Flowers in my collarbones.)