i dream of cracking locks
throwing my life to the wolves or the ocean rocks
crashing into him tonight he’s a paradox
i’m seeing visions,
am i mad? or bad? or wise?
i don’t care that gerard showed up to a small event with her comfort jacket and the party poison mask and waved sweetly and gave a speech and started awkwardly playing her death metal. i do not care
as a kid i always assumed this title just meant she was queening out and fag hogging the mirror for her eyeliner cause i didn’t know what coke was https://t.co/zrydXXAbbe