First he threw out all of his records, trashed his heart and then he went to sleep.
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He is the straight to video sequel to your summer hit movie. He is the verse to that song on the radio you have to hum cause you can’t remember the words. You couldn’t break this kid’s heart, he is so far beyond that. This is the kind of kid who blew out the candles on hope all alone for too many birthdays to remember. And no one has ever fallen in love with anyone with a smile that’s dripping with “please die”.
Pete WentzThe stars crossed and The Boy wished he could have hung himself on them.
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He sharpened his flaws and disappointments into daggers.
Pete WentzTag: disappointment flaws dagger
But you couldn’t touch this kid right now, bullets would have dodged him.
Pete WentzHere is The Boy with the Thorn in His Side, dying in your world. A man made monster with every human emotion, overdosed on worthlessness in a world that could never wrap it’s head around him (so don’t even try).
When it’s all over just remember every single word you ever said was always just a bullet to his head. Bury him underground between friends and love - the only things that are gonna make it to the end with him. Look for his body buried beneath where the yellow weeds are growing and know he’s still living in his nightmares.
This story never really had a point. It’s just a lull - a skip in the record. We are addresses in ghost towns. We are old wishes that never came true. We are hand grenades (and every word you say pulls the pin). We are all gods, we are all monsters.
Pete Wentzthere’s really nowhere else I can go, and even if there were, it wouldn’t make a difference
because I’d just be running from myself, and you can’t do that no matter how hard you
try, and trying hard is what got you in this predicament in the first place.
Freud suggests that in order to love someone else, one must love themselves; it's a classic "needs before other needs" argument. Unfortunately, no one really loves themselves . And, if they do, they need to get to know themselves better. Unfortunately, no one is really happy.
Pete WentzLove exists in powder. Love exists in pills. We are all addicts.
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