I Need To Learn The Fucking Difference Between People That MAKE Time To Talk To Me And People That HAVE

Her: I don't trust you anymore.

Me: .. Makes sense.

Her: How?

Me: I don't even trust me, so why would you?

Whenever Things Seem To Be Getting Better

Me: Wow, I'm actually happy.

My Brain: ha! No you aren't

Me: What do you mean?

My Brain: Here are memories of all the things that you fucked up. Oh! Don't forget about the people that used to be a big part of your life but aren't anymore!

Me: ........oh yeah........

You think that everyone is important, but for some reason you don’t think that applies to you.

It does. I promise. // Å.G.P.

That moment when you’re sitting in class and trying to pay attention, but eventually you just give up because all you can think about are the memories. The memories that you made with meaningless people back when you were naive and oblivious to how easily they could shatter your glass heart. But you’re stronger now because you’ve finally rebuilt it. This time out of solid steel instead of the fragile glass you used the first time. But there is one big flaw in fixing a broken heart… The memories will never disappear. Your brain will never let you out of the prison you created. There is no way to escape… So you continue sit in class and try to pay attention, but it will never work because all you can think about are the memories.

Å.G.P.

*cries*

Someone: Who is Gerard Way?

Me: He is the lead singer in MCR

Someone: You mean he WAS the lead singer

Me: Leave

Dear followers,

I'm sorry for the spam of quotes from "ReMoved" but there were a lot of quote opportunities so *shrugs*

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. We weren’t supposed to cry at night and hide ourselves from the world. I hate it. I just want my life back.

Wishing Upon An Imaginary Shooting Star #1 // Å.G.P.

I had to Reblog this ❤️ it's so relatable

One day you’re gunna find out that my love stories are no longer about you and when you do I hope it breaks you. I hope it slowly breaks you the way you did me.

(via @thatgirlinthegreenjacket )

We can get through the daytime without a single black thought. But as soon as our heads hit the pillow and the lights go out, our minds are quickly consumed by the darkness. When we open our eyes the next morning we feel the same way we had the day before. “fine.” But every time we open our eyes after a night of darkness, a bit more of our light has slipped away from us. I can’t help but think that someday all the light will be gone. So tell me… How do you live without light?

You don't.

Yeah, stars can’t shine without darkness. But what do you do when even the stars start to fade away?

}Å.G.P.{