i feel like once you were emo in middle school youre low key emo for the rest of your life, like you could be 20 in the middle of college wearing uggs or whatever but once you hear the first key to the black parade/i write sins/sugar we’re going down you sprout an imaginary fringe and start yelling your lungs out like its 2007 all over again
I don’t believe the worst part is being alone. It’s knowing that someone who understood and saw every detail of your mind and body didn’t find it worth caring about, or staying for. Didn’t find it’s worth.
People who aren’t afraid of heights.
I’M NOT AFRAID OF HEIGHTS EITHER BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I WOULD WANT TO HANG PRECARIOUSLY FROM A BUILDING
this stresses me out stop that
This reminds me of my friend, Jane.
I can’t even fucking stand on top of the 6 foot ladder at work
Caboose: I miss him.
Tucker: You miss who?
Caboose: Andersmith. He’s a reminder of how close we all are just to not being here one of these days.
Tucker: He wasn’t here any days, idiot! He doesn’t exist!
Caboose: Oh how could you say that? Don’t you believe in the afterlife?
So…are we gonna be seeing these mugs in the RT store at some point or….?