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I started this blog when I was 13 under the URL theonlysarah. It was a blog about books and movies. I had a doctor who phase. I had an emo phase that turned into an MCR phase that still won't die.

I'm going to college in two months. Sometimes I scroll back through old posts to see what I was going a year ago, three years ago, five years ago. It's very strange.

#time is so weird #i had 800 followers on here during my prime but everyone has long since left ir deactivated #i wonder if zone-rats and vacationadventuresociety are still around #they were cool people i liked talking to them #.txt

the killjoy blogs I followed 9 months ago all turned into KPop blogs or Gore blogs what the fuck

#???#.txt #also i have 25778 posts HELL

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it’s 2:41am and all I can think about is Ryan Ross’s vocals in Live In Denver

#still relatable

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fuck I love glass animals so much

#this is still unchanged

zone-rats

don’t sweat it. i don’t.

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PETER PAN THAT SHIT

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Welcome To The Black Parade Art

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This is what I do when my meme game is on point

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@gerardway @LolaPlusG Drugstore Perfume 마약가게향수 라고 하는건가

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’Hesitant Alien’ Zine - Gerard Arthur Way

‘I’ll leave you with this - When the choirboy sings - lay low. When the blood test stings - let go. And when the mothership rings - leave home.’

#hey ive never seen this whole zine #nice

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Mike Milligram

Original concept sketches and promotional artwork of Mike Milligram by Becky Cloonan. Milligram was originally supposed to be the main character of the Killjoy comics. The (unused) promotional art was made for the announcement of the series at the San Diego Comic Con in 2009.

Pictures from the limited edition hardcover of the Killjoy comics. Photos by me.

#remember how we thought the comics were gonna be some big thing and then they.... weren't....

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Battery City Gothic

There’s an apartment building on the 3rd block sector that no Draculoid will enter. It’s said that their masks don’t work there and it’s a haven for those wanting to escape. People move in all the time but the building is always empty.

Some say that if your headphones become damaged due to age or injury that you’ll hear a broadcast in a language that doesn’t make sense; it doesn’t sound like any company approved language taught to the masses. Sometimes people say they can understand what’s being said. Those that do stop talking and appear more living ghosts then anything else.

Elizabeth’s Diner on the 5th block sector is always a hot spot for exterminators and enforcers who are off duty and want to enjoy a nice meal. If you go around to the back door, without being caught, and knock three times a small slot will open. Tell whoever is inside that you ‘need reeducation’ and wait exactly three minutes. Sometimes you’ll be slid a still warm bagel from the oven and other times you’ll get a single mitten. No one knows why; if you ask the owners they’ll tell you there isn’t a back door. Sometimes they’ll prove it.

There’s an elevator in the BL/Ind headquarters that’s perpetually out of order; yet everyone still uses it. Occasionally those who ride it disappear. Draculoids who go up sometimes vanish and leave only their masks behind. No one talks about it.

It’s said that if you manage to gain access to Korse’s private room that you’ll find a small music box on his dresser. Opening it causes a strange disjointed melody to play throughout the room. Those that hear it tend to find themselves outside the city without any recollection as to how they got there or why. Sometimes they’re missing limbs or articles of clothing.

A Juvie Hall by the name of Ripper claims to have found a way to become invisible to all of BL/Ind’s cameras and security equipment. He promises to share it if anyone has the right currency. Those that pay before receiving it tend to wind up throw into the cemetery ditches; those that wait tend to just disappear.

It’s said that if you toss a piece of actual metal currency into the cemetery ditch near the crematorium that you’ll be granted one wish. Those that wish upon the dead find themselves afraid to turn around; swearing that there’s a small girl there waiting for them. That she promises to do whatever they ask granted they never see her face. Do not wish upon the dead.

#even tho idc abt mcr anymore i still really like the whole concept of Bat City ngl