day of the dead parade

Can You Feel My Heart // Bring Me The Horizon


Pop punk problem #46

Finding the perfect person for you, they have all the right looks and a great personality but they hate your favorite bands

Can you feel my heart // Bring Me The Horizon

Can we pretend to leave and then we’ll meet again when both our cars collide.

Our lady of sorrows and all the angels see that the five of us are dying. My friends and I all are the same.

Mama keeps telling me “someone out there loves you” but I know that the world is ugly. I’m going headfirst for halos if someone doesn’t save me from this cemetery drive.

They used to tell me “the jetset life is gonna kill you” but I never told you what I do for a living so how the fuck would they know. I’m a destroya, there’s blood on my hands. The gun lying on the passenger next to me, the drugs I used over the years… they always warned me for the sharpest lives. I’m not one of the common people, I stayed too long in that house of wolves. “Make room!!!!!” I’m driving to the end. I hope they find me when I’m already dead!

They better bury me in black, it’s not a fashion statement, it’s a fucking deathwish. I’m going to have my own party at the end of the world. Maybe I should just drive into that lake, I never had any drowning lessons.“Fake your death and kill all your friends for a fresh start” I heard a voice inside my head whisper. “Heaven help us!” I screamed while ramming my foot on the brakes. “Mama, I’m not okay” I cried while leaning over the steering wheel.

I always truly believed that I had a bulletproof heart until Emily showed up. Our romance was something special, she was not that kind of girl. I remember the horrified look on her face when the AMBULANCE had to take me to the hospital after overdosing. I told her “my way home is through you, the only hope for me is you” she smiled at me and asked me to sing her to sleep so I asked her if she would like the one about California. “We don’t need another song about California, sing me that desert song you love so much”

I remember Helena sleeping peacefully in her new room, she wasn’t even a teenager yet.

I went upstairs and kissed little Helena on her forehead as I softly sang every snowflake is different just like you. I walked over to my fiancée, peacefully sleeping in our bed. I realized I had to put those danger days behind me. I should behave like the demolition lovers we used to be before she’ll tell me “I don’t love you like I did yesterday”

The next morning I woke her up by kissing her softly; “Look alive, sunshine” I said while stroking my fingers through her hair. “Stay awake, my love” her eyes were trying their best to stay open. “Thank you for the venom” I said as I took a little package out of my pocket. She mumbled something while she struggled to open the package. “Kiss the ring” I told her when I noticed the breathtaking glow on her face. “Are those your famous last words as a bachelor?” her giggle was one of the most beautiful things on earth.

Burn bright darling, never let them take the light behind your eyes

I was under pressure the last couple days, I won’t let the drugs take the best of me again, I will give my wife and daughter all the love they deserve, even more. “Gotta love those early sunsets over monroeville” I said as we sat on our balcony with our daughter sleeping between the two of us. “I brought you my bullets, you brought me your love. How can I ever thank you enough for-” she interrupted me with a passionate kiss.

“Since the day I met you I stopped being so disenchanted with life. You blessed me with a beautiful daughter, Gerard. How could I ask for more? Save yourself, I’ll hold them back, remember?”, a tear streamed down my cheek.

“I love you, I love you so much.” I laid my arm around her and pulled her closer. We watched the stars together until the both of us fell asleep with little Helena in our arms.

Unfortunately my wife died years ago, the cancer spread quickly, the doctors couldn’t help her anymore.

All along I was living with ghosts, Helena got taken away when I relapsed into being an addict again. The ghost of you lived on darling.

All this time it was just a hallucination, I was still in my car with my hands clamped onto the wheel.

I remember her saying “may death never stop you” before she passed away.

I drove backwards, my hand was on the gear lever. 

“We’ll meet again soon my love, I’m coming for you”

The car took off with extreme force, pushing me back into my seat. It fell like I was flying for a few seconds until I crashed into the water. After hitting the water, the car sank in between 50-60 feet of water before coming to rest on the bottom of the reservoir.

Would I die for you? Well here’s your answer in spades.

the day of kibum’s solo debut has to become an international holiday like, ur gonna raise ur key posters up high and thank the universe for his existence every year on that date and then cry for at least 3 hours, you can also scream but that’s optional

Pop punk problem #40
  • People confusing with emo and you getting offended because that phase ended the day you hit 14 but later listening to your favorite pop punk bands and calling them emo.

‘cause i know i’m not easy to deal with sometimes

aka frank iero being a little shit 


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