I don't want to be me anymore

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---A peek inside my head - All the feelings I keep tucked away - A part of me no one gets to see--

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there’s a reason I spend most of time totally engrossed and surrounded by fictional worlds. Not only do they teach lessons I will always remember but it’s because reality in exhausting, harsh and no matter how close I get to the light at the end of the tunnel it just seems to get further and further away while fiction is so much easier, so much more pleasant, and not matter what problems come up there is always happiness, not always straight away but it’s there.

“You’ve got to show the world who you are before it tells you. Otherwise you become victim to someone you’re not.”

—   ― Chris Colfer (via psych-quotes)

(via psych-quotes)

julialost:

they keep asking but the anwser quite simple actually

(via sleepingwiththechemicalveil)

“…I was not myself for weeks yet nobody noticed.”

—   (via rawkiss)

(Source: camoxytocin, via cocaine-and-abortions)

sidnugget:

I push everyone away but in a way I’m doing them a favor

(via fiercecamila)

unlively:

virginityclub:

my new favorite post on tumblr

The Kite Runner.

unlively:

virginityclub:

my new favorite post on tumblr

The Kite Runner.

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(Source: smileinfear, via fiercecamila)


The Front Bottoms - Maps (Acoustic)

You know what I absolutely fucking hate

When people choose a person over you and then when they have no one else they come running back to you. No, fuck you. Fuck you for not being there for me when I needed you. fuck you for never making an effort to see me because you had someone else

(Source: deliriosity, via fiercecamila)

frickgerard:

never—going—home:

My life was awful. When I was a kid, I was fat, pretty ugly and had awful hair. I used to get teased every fucking day. Slammed up against lockers, punched in the face - you name it. Hell, I had to go to prom with one of my female friends because I couldnt even get a proper date. I cant even look back at those photos because I look so bad. I transfered schools, but the teasing just got worse. After a, lets say, “incident” I had with the school play, the bullying just got worse. But I made it through high school, only to find out that real life was pretty much the same. I just stayed in my dark room all day. I didnt talk to anyone, I didnt go outside. I just stayed inside and drew. I’d draw vampires, mummies, heroes, villians. Anything to help me escape all the bad in the world. I went to art school and didnt really belong. All I could draw was comic book characters. I tried to put my only good talent to use, by drawing a cartoon and pitching it - only to have it turned down. Life to me was just pointless. I started drinking, doing drugs and just generally wasting my life drawing. Then one day, I saw bodies falling from the sky. I witnessed people dying. And thats when I decided to turn my life around. I called up anyone I knew who had an instrument and we formed a band. Being on tour for the first few years was bad. All we’d do is get drunk and do drugs, but I loved it. Because I was doing something I loved with people I loved. And a few years ago I met the most perfect woman ever. It’s like we share a wavelink or something. She just knows me, without even knowing me if you understand. And now, 2011. I have a beautiful baby girl, a caring wife and I get to perform for all my adoring fans every day. I am living proof that no matter how bad life gets, it gets better. I am Gerard Way, and I survived.

frickgerard:

never—going—home:

My life was awful. When I was a kid, I was fat, pretty ugly and had awful hair. I used to get teased every fucking day. Slammed up against lockers, punched in the face - you name it. Hell, I had to go to prom with one of my female friends because I couldnt even get a proper date. I cant even look back at those photos because I look so bad. I transfered schools, but the teasing just got worse. After a, lets say, “incident” I had with the school play, the bullying just got worse. But I made it through high school, only to find out that real life was pretty much the same. I just stayed in my dark room all day. I didnt talk to anyone, I didnt go outside. I just stayed inside and drew. I’d draw vampires, mummies, heroes, villians. Anything to help me escape all the bad in the world. I went to art school and didnt really belong. All I could draw was comic book characters. I tried to put my only good talent to use, by drawing a cartoon and pitching it - only to have it turned down. Life to me was just pointless. I started drinking, doing drugs and just generally wasting my life drawing. Then one day, I saw bodies falling from the sky. I witnessed people dying. And thats when I decided to turn my life around. I called up anyone I knew who had an instrument and we formed a band. Being on tour for the first few years was bad. All we’d do is get drunk and do drugs, but I loved it. Because I was doing something I loved with people I loved. And a few years ago I met the most perfect woman ever. It’s like we share a wavelink or something. She just knows me, without even knowing me if you understand. And now, 2011. I have a beautiful baby girl, a caring wife and I get to perform for all my adoring fans every day. I am living proof that no matter how bad life gets, it gets better. I am Gerard Way, and I survived.

(via sleepingwiththechemicalveil)

(Source: makemestfu)