Everyones greatest fantasy is to walk away from the life (they think)you lead
Pete WentzTag: inspirational heartbreak true-to-life
♥"I'm a procrastinating underachiever at heart."♥
Pete Wentz(before playing Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet) I couldn't really come up with a short way to sum up this song, but I was watching the movie 'Adaptation' the other day and this sort of sums it up in my head. You are not who loves you. You are who you love. Always remember that.
Pete Wentzdont let anyone tell you what you are ever- that way you never run the danger of becoming anything but what you believe in.
Pete WentzHere's to the kids.
This one's not for the kids,
who always get what they want,
But for the ones who never had it at all.
It's not for the ones who never got caught,
But for the ones who always try and fall.
This one's for the kids who didnt make it,
We were the kids who never made it.
The Overcast girls and the Underdog Boys.
Not for the kids who had all their joys.
This one's for the kids who never faked it.
We're the kids who didn't make it.
They say "Breaking hearts is what we do best,"
And, "We'll make your heart be ripped of your chest"
The only heart that I broke was mine,
When I got My Hopes up too too high.
We were the kids who didnt make it.
We are the kids who never made it.
If you aren't just a little depressed, then you aren't paying very much attention to what's going on in the world.
Pete WentzTag: pete-wentz
Just because today is a terrible day doesn't mean tomorrow might not be the best day of your entire life. You just have to wake up and get there
Pete WentzHe hugged her tight, mixing their tears to be bottled and fermented, so they could be drunk on each other when this was all over.
Pete WentzTag: love sadness tears heartache couples
He sang “I wish I weren’t me” over and over again just flat of the key of love until he forgot the words and could only hum along. Everyday was the same. The same stupid smile on the same stupid boy. Until the days blurred into a haze and the boy dropped into a depression. Not a cool dark room and cigarette depression like the songs he loved, but one that felt like he was being smothered by a safe, suburban, monotonous blanket. Everything felt like a headache to the boy. Every face, every stupid stuttered sentence all wrapped up into the biggest headache ever. So the boy took an aspirin. And another and another and then went to sleep, lullabyed by hopes he would never wake up to.
Pete WentzTag: depression
He felt like the last bullet in a gun meant for revenge, sealed with a kiss.
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