A Collection of Bones.

Mari. 20. Washington, USA. They/It. A museum of sickly sentiments.

[marixalejandro]

I think I've finally identified the difference: I think I live in both my hell and my home ... Make sure that I still feel, I don't care how much it hurts. I'll always be numb on my side of the Earth.

[marixalejandro]

Was it worth it? Were you hurting?

[marixalejandro]

We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen. So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.

[marixalejandro]

Veins Like Scripture // Nothing but a Memory...

[marixalejandro]

You’d always listen as I’d dissociate in my bed over the phone, laid supine on the other line, I heard your breath catch in your throat. We used to be all right, children running out in vespertine glow; now we’re running out of ways to soothe the ache inside our bones. I chose self-inflicted isolation over subtle ways to cope; I guess my apathy still lay as a hand around my throat. I feel it there when I try to speak, I never thought I’d be so weak.

[frankendykes-monster]

[marixalejandro]

In 19 days my band returns to the venue where we played our first show — with the same band that booked and played with us that day, Eyesore — to commemorate the release of their debut EP, "On Wings of Creation." I love playing shows.

[marixalejandro]

Unfortunately, it turns out their bass player fucked a thirteen year old. Awesome. Great move on his part. Real smart guy. Fucking hell.

[lil-intr0-vert]

biting @chlorophylll's swag and making gifs of metalcore bands, veinslikescripture feels so tumblr in the best way so i threw together a gif :D northwest emotional metalcore!!

[marixalejandro]

Yo, that's me.

[legendarykoalapolice]

[marixalejandro]

Darling, you don't have to say a thing. Your silence says everything. You're not holding up your end of the bargain, but I'll continue to hold up mine. 'Cause I've always been a betting man, and I'm just dying for you to prove me right.

[hauntedbymarry]

[marixalejandro]

Thank you, Joel <33

Last night was one of the best moments of my entire life. Hearing my band's name shouted out during BAAO's set was something I never expected to hear, but will certainly never forget. Joel was genuinely one of the kindest people I have ever met, and screaming along to the songs that saved my life with such jovial company was one of the most beautiful things I have ever been a part of. Thank you, Joel and the boys in BAAO, for everything; but especially the free signed tour poster hehehe.

[the-cookie-jar-system]

WOLF LOVE ATTACK !!!!!!!!!

I LOVE YOU LEGION mwah on your wolp snout - algae

[ifoundcharleslee]

YOU ARE THE RUSTLING OF LEAVES

AND YOU ARE THAT HONEYSUCKLE BREEZE

YOU ARE THE SUNLIGHT

SHINE ONTO ME

SHINE ONTO ME

SHINE ONTO ME

[marixalejandro]

I rarely ever update any more, but...

Tomorrow I get the absolute privilege to open for one of my favourite bands of all time; one whose music has been with me through some of the lowest points of my life since the age of sixteen. I know I speak rather pessimistically of the notion of hope in my life, but for perhaps the very first time in seven long years, I can genuinely say I am happy to be alive right now.

[marixalejandro]

Untitled Piece No. 1 Billion

What more am I to offer than a life of self abuse and advice on letting blood when I lay silent in my room? I'm finding out I'm running out of ways to compensate for the ennui I let seep into the cracks between the floorboards. Nobody I know seems to notice how I sink into myself when I sit around the table at their company. That's the way that it is, and the way that it ends every time.

But I'm tired of pretending that it doesn't get the best of me, when honestly, it's hard to wake up in the morning. But I guess I'm still only but a coward.

Maybe I'll be like this until the day I finally end my life. Drink until I can't feel anything but my grip on the knife. Maybe I'll be like this until the day I finally end my life. I know how much it hurts to grieve, but it hurts more just to stay alive.

[marixalejandro]

This is my friend, Alec. He passed away a bit over a year ago. He was a great man. Kind, humble, compassionate, humorous. He was always there to lend an ear if you needed, and if not, he was equally as content with just sitting together in your company. I will always remember those long talks we used to have when we would skip class together and just speak about life until the bell rang. I just wish we would have stayed in touch after I moved away.

There was no reason or occasion for writing this; I just thought he deserved his own dedicated post. I still think about you, bud. We miss you.

[marixalejandro]

Another year around the sun without you here. Miss you forever, brother.