just chill.

brendon (boyd) urie. i belt octaves for a band called panic! at the disco. visiting the vine on the regular. bogart is too cool for my bullshit, so, penny lane was my main squeeze. until we dumped each other for blackbear. 35% talent. 65% water. 100% entertaining. aim: uriediculously — you kissed, you told.

[uriediculously-blog]

you know, it would have been a year last week. things change too fast.

[dirty-lil-liarx]

[sosplz]

[croix-meridies]

[fresh-mind-fresh-day-deactivate]

[uriediculously-blog]

why do i even still log onto this.

[acid-eater]

[shopminnki-deactivated20181108]

[uriediculously-blog]

just another night spent, wishing you were here.

telling myself maybe someday keeps me going. if only i could believe it.

[thingsareover]

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[wanteddeadonarrival]

[uriediculously-blog]

i miss you like the ground misses the rain in a drought, cotton mouthed and withering. all my thunder ran you off, turbulence of my waning whisking you away. i even memorized the ways your breath pooled between my drops. so tell me, was my downpour more than you could take? here’s to feeling as if you’ve drowned on dry land.

[mosouka]

[bemale-den-mond]

[bestillseaturtle]

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[kissesandmylove]

[emilybetts]

If we’re going to be friends I think we gotta establish some ground rules (x)