I'm dying here so a long time ago Beebs used to be my wallpaper but I can't find it anymore and I was hoping you could help? He was like near a keyboard on stage and wearing that glitter jacket and making a really ugly face pls I'd love you forever
at least like 10 have come 2 mind, but im not sure where i have them 😬
No matter what you do, you will NEVER be a "real man" to me, and what you did to your body is SICK!!! I would NEVER cut-up my sweet little arms to create a non-functional, counterfeit "penis," and I would NEVER consider you for a boyfriend/husband (if liked guys) because you'll always be a sad counterfeit and not a genuine XY male.
lmfao i don’t even have to meet you or see your face to know your ignorance and ugly. Lets just remember I don’t even have “balls”, but have more balls than you. I can put my story and my face to my name, can you? No, cause your a coward and decided to write me on anon. So i hate to break it to you, but i don’t really care what you think cause you will never affect or change me. You won’t anger me. You won’t make me sad. You just look ignorant and stupid. Your ignorance in 2016 is just astounding, and guess what, pretty soon your way of thinking WILL be the minority.
I just want to say to all my friends and followers, new and old, that you all fucking rock.
The intelligent discourse, positivity, and enthusiasm that’s been going on the last couple of days in the face of a really ugly situation has been nothing short of awe inspiring. Every day I read more and more incredible theorizing and research. I see so much optimism and hope. I think all this bullshit has done is reassured us that we’re not only right, but we’re close.
Keep on keeping on, my loves. The finish line is a great place for us to start.
don't flatter yourself hun. you look like a typical below-average pasty white bitch. you're nothing special.
I know what you do. You resent the fact that other people can love themselves while you’re forced to sit around and rot with your ugly soul. You look around hunting these people to tear them apart, bring them down to your pitiful level. You’d do anything to love yourself, baby, I know it. I want you to love yourself. But hurting others won’t do a good thing, because most know how to get back up and move on, unlike you. If you keep it up, you’re only gonna hate yourself more, I promise it.
As for me, I know my value. I love myself so much, and nothing you say to me can change that because your opinion is worth nothing.
I don’t know you and I really don’t care to. Your face might not be ugly, but I know it must be miserable existing with such a hideous soul.
昨日は久々に横山に会えた。 色んな約束してるのに果たせてないままなの😂 Yesterday, I met Yokoyama after a long time. Many promises remain unaccomplished
わたしも凄く2/10のチームA初日が楽しみなの。横山が凄く頑張っててその姿を絶対目に焼き付けたいな。 I also really look forward for the opening day of Team A on February 10th. Yokoyama really does her best, I definitely want to burn into my eyes
that figure of her.
昨日の横山の顔は薄くなかった。 ざんねん……😂 Yesterday, Yokoyama’s face didn’t look ugly. What a shame…..😂
T/N: Probably referred to this
Golden shorts, USA shorts, dollars crop top, golden cross… What else ?
Hope you’ll like it ? I look like a huge tired ugly dork, but I did my best. I hardly slept because of the roller derby championship, I nourrished my body with nothing but beer and vegetarian hot dogs for two days, so I’m not the skinnier version of me, but I tried ? I’m really challenging myself by posting this here, damn.
Either people like leaving me out of the loop or I’ve simply become so distant that I didn’t know I was an aunt till a bit ago. I saw the stomach, I just refused to believe anything and on top of that I find out that my lovely step sisters are coming into my room to do who knows what. I don’t care really, about someone coming into my room but I really liked it if they asked permission. I know Sam raised them better than to be savages. On second thought though, stay out of my room, I want to spend it with my little niece who seems to be too innocent to see all these ugly faces.
Text:I love writing submissions for this blog because Gerard has, in a very indirect way, helped me through so much. My mom has fourth stage cancer, and she’s been sick for almost five years. Often I find myself very caught in the middle of wanting her to live long enough to see her get better and wanting all her pain to go away by allowing her to die. It’s a struggle I and my family face everyday, and I don’t know how to tell anybody about it. Sure, my friends know my mom’s sick, but I don’t really feel helped by anyone. But almost everyday, my brother and I sing MCR songs to the top of our lungs–and we sing loudest when life hurts hardest. That’s why “Cancer” matters so much to me. That’s why “Helena,” “My Way Home Is Through You,” “Disenchanted,” “The World Is Ugly,” “The Light Behind Your Eyes,” and “Famous Last Words” are the most powerful songs ever. And those songs help keep my brother alive too; he became depressed and almost suicidal since my mom got sick. I don’t want to give out so much on here that it makes me or other people uncomfortable. But I’m really having a hard time with how I’m living. And honestly, there are days when I don’t want to talk to anyone but Gerard. Even if he doesn’t know me, he understands me & my brother so much.