I strayed across that levy @rydenbread - Tumblr Blog

a lost boy found comfort in a place with silly faces and pale skin but did he ever learn to not make a home out of a house with a broken floor because there he goes, falling, falling, falling to the center of the earth burning up and thinking of the breath on his ear and the lips on his chin a lost boy found god in the pits of hell, but did he never learn? don’t make a sandcastle to come back the next day to see it broken like the bottles at the bottom of the bay.

#yes this is inspired by ryden #ryden #ryan ross #brendon urie #poetry #my poetry

gayisasynonymforryanross-deacti

I JUST CONFUSED rydenbread AND rebelsgonetoofar BECAUSE THEY HAVE THE SAME ICON FML

IN ANY CASE, ASHLEY HOW COULD YOU

rydenbread

thats ok doll ilysm but i have more up my sleeve

like imagine this-

ryan still hasn’t let dan all the way in because brendon fucked him up and made him really afraid of his own feelings

gayisasynonymforryanross-deacti

weeps brokenly into my pillow

Tbh I feel like ryan said i love you to brendon first but now….. He can’t say it to Dan because he’s afraid and can’t trust ppl and adhfjsljkl

rydenbread

SAME AND THIS MAKES ME CRY

i def feel like ryan was so in love with him and brendon kinda laughed at him and had his big time friends and his big dreams and fuckboy-ness and ryan was proud of him so he didn’t tell him how much it hurt and then jon tlaked him into leaving but he regrets it because ven if it hurt, now he doesn’t have him at all

gayisasynonymforryanross-deacti

hahaha….fuck……….. im so sad like??? and then he thought things were gonna be okay because brendon listened to him about his childhood and said they could make music together again but then!!! It wasn’t even actually brendon!!!!!!!

rydenbread

f u c k Brendon probably made him feel so safe liek hed grown up basically feeling like he didn’t have a home nad then he found some stupid boy with a cool voice and a dorky bowl cut hair cut and finally had a home in him because he didn’t know that he shouldn’t have a home out of a fast moving soul because there he goes again and ryans still thinking about him while he doesn’t cross brendons mind very often

grey skies and telephone wires waiting by a hospital bed lit by tiny wax fires watching as the tiny fate line wobbles up and down we both know what we’re waiting for the blank line as your memories will forever vanish maybe you will meet god, as it says in the book yet there you are lifeless like a cod on the line of a fishing hook you won’t be set free, you have been stolen from reality this life is just a dimension in time, at least thats what my mind has been saying my shaking limbs and burning skin are warning me of inevitability of the chance of pure darkness, that this, this seam may be the only seam. the only fold in this universe. we may only be in our minds you’ll figure this out now but I won’t ask you to come back to warn me of how the next is as i can’t guarantee there even is

#death tw #tw/#idk what else to tag it as #probably ocd #tw ocd #poetry #my poetry #ovethinking #life #death

pinkishpupils

Sometimes you’ve got to bleed to know, That you’re alive and have a soul, But it takes someone to come around to show you how. She’s the tear in my heart, I’m alive, She’s the tear in my heart, I’m on fire, She’s the tear in my heart, Take me higher, Than I’ve ever been. The songs on the radio are ok, But my taste in music is your face, And it takes a song to come around to show you how. She’s the tear in my heart, I’m alive, She’s the tear in my heart, I’m on fire, She’s the tear in my heart, Take me higher, Than I’ve ever been. You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time, But that’s ok, I’ll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine, I’m driving here I sit, cursing my government, For not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement. Sometimes you’ve got to bleed to know, That you’re alive and have a soul, But it takes someone to come around to show you how. She’s the tear in my heart, I’m alive, She’s the tear in my heart, I’m on fire, She’s the tear in my heart, Take me higher, Than I’ve ever been. My heart is my armor, She’s the tear in my heart, she’s a carver, She’s a butcher with a smile, cut me farther, Than I’ve ever been.

Twenty One Pilots, Tear In My Heart lyrics (via ierosexual)

urie

queeranne

reminder

tyler: hey sweetie will you please beat the shit out of me in our next video

jenna: what no

tyler: please it'll look so sick

paulinaugh

tear in my heart / twenty one pilots

urie

never give up on your dreams

The First poem in my poetry tag from october 2014:

“Take me for a drive I’ll turn the music up so you won’t be able to hear my heartbeat We’ll stay out way past midnight And ignore our parents calls, making jokes at how angry they’ll be in the morning You can kiss me quick or soft and slow Hold my hand I won’t let go But at the end when you bring me home Don’t ask me to love you Because the answer is probably no”

The most recent poem in my poetry tag from April 2015:

“It’s oracular, the way my hands and knees shake the atmosphere becomes overwhelmed by its complexity as I stutter at the beauty of a human star, I could take a deep breath of salty water just to stop the fire in my lungs theres caffeine in my veins to keep me alive while i sleep even a body on morphine, numb to exist finds it hard to go on”

#my poetry

c0ntemplations

So what? You failed your finals. You gained some weight. So what? You’re single again. You lost your job. So what? What now? You live. You try again. That’s what.

c0ntemplations (via perfect)

this is my favorite post in the universe

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