all the beautiful things waiting for me, when im no longer in agony and i already love me. the things that are meant to compensate the years of my suffering. the calm after the storm. the very feeling of having the chance to say, “i finally did it. im here. im glad im here.”
movies to be produced, technology and computers to be created, artworks to be made, and the mere existence of the future. will it be as technologic as i imagined it to be? i want to know. i want to see it myself
the delight and simple joy of seeing the sunrise; will it be as orange as yesterday? or will it be a little more pink? painting, taking snaps, and enjoying the scenery without having to worry about anything. the beauty of nature. i want to feel it every day.
the coming of the seasons. the smell of lavenders and sunflowers on spring. the ombré colors of the streets on autumn. the warmth of the summer sunshine. the coolness of snow on my winter skin. the concept of having to experience the cycle every year. the clothes i must wear on such. every little thing about everyday.
the pets i love. i wouldn’t want them to wake up and wonder where i am one day. i know what it’s like to be so alone in this place full of strangers. and i know it will break their hearts. the plants i keep. i dont want them to wilt and die bc nobody would water them miraculously as much as i do. i dont want them to lose themselves the way i lost me.
the books i haven’t read. the museums i haven’t been to. the songs i haven’t heard. the people i haven’t met. the simplest things that i haven’t done. i want to feel what it’s like to meet new things once again. i want to feel what it’s like to feel appreciated and to appreciate something one last time.
and the redemption. i want to be me again. i want to remember what it’s like to be me a few years ago. i want to wake up without groaning because i didn’t lose it last night. i just want to be new, to be reborn, to be beautiful one more time. and that will only happen if im alive. and that simple string of hope is what keeps me going. and i believe that simple string of hope will keep me breathing for the longest time. :)
Oasis:Do you wear sunglasses often? Are you a beer, wine, or liquor person? Do you prefer the stars or the moon, the land or the sea? Do you have a lot of regrets? Would you ever want to be famous?
Blur:Do you like sunny weather? Do a lot of people know about your sexuality? Are you a city or country person? Favorite brand of athletic wear? Do you like your smile?
Nirvana:Do you belive in God? Are you a flannel or sweaters person? Where’s your happy place? Do you like your family? What stereotype were/are you closest to in high school?
Red Hot Chili Peppers:Are you a go-with-the-flow person? What’s a dream you’ve had that you’ll never forget? Are you spiritual at all? What was the saddest point in your life? What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?
Manic Street Preachers:Do you believe that humans are good? What’s your signature makeup or fashion statement? Are you a books or a movie person, and what are some of your favorites? Do you see yourself as an outcast? Are you nostalgic?
Elastica:What’s your dream car? Favorite card game? Do you consider yourself cool? Vinyl, cassettes, CDs, or digital? What’s a haircut/style you’ve always wanted to get?
Radiohead:Is there possibility of life on other planets? What’s your favorite jacket? Do you like spring, summer, fall, or winter most? Can you recognize any constellations? Are you an extrovert, an introvert, or an ambivert?
Hole:Favorite kind of candy? Do you wear skirts/dresses or jeans more? Do you think you could ever kill someone? Who’s your favorite poet? Did you ever dream of being prom queen, even secretly?
Bikini Kill:Have you even been to a protest or rally? What was your favorite outfit as a kid? Have you ever had/do you have a girl gang? In a book, movie, or video game, what would be your character’s weapon? What’s something you love about your gender, and something you feel like you’ve missed out on because of it?
Pearl Jam:What charity do you donate to (or would like to donate to) most? Do you think art should be a mode of autobiography? What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever survived? Were/are you good at school? Where’s somewhere you’ve always wanted to roadtrip?
Smashing Pumpkins:Do you feel like you unload or bottle up your emotions? Are you the oldest, middle, youngest, or only child, and does your personality match that? Do you consider yourself ambitious? Aesthetically, what era of history most intrigues you? Do you like sunsets or sunrises, night or day?
R.E.M.:What was your biggest heartbreak? Do you like the feeling of leaving for new places, or do you get homesick fast? Are you an optimist or a pessimist, or other? Do you like jazz or classical music? Have you ever been nightswimming?
Marcy Playground:Do you like going for walks at night? What were some of your favorite childhood bands? Favorite planet in our solar system? Would you rather live in a different galaxy, or at the bottom of the ocean? What were the best days of your life?
I try to talk about us ending but that would mean there would have had to have been a middle or even a beginning. We fell into each other in the sense that I had holes in my heart and you had a tight fist and it made sense for me to try to squeeze myself into it.
I try to think about what would’ve happened if the circumstances had been different-if you hadn’t been sad this summer or if I knew how to wear my heart anywhere but on my sleeve. I don’t even know where your line of sight was, or how your heart was beating when it was close to mine, but it wasn’t enough. Burning isn’t something I’m good at, but it would’ve been easier to flame than it was to try to tell you that we’ve always been more than friends. I don’t think you’d want to believe me even if I had the whole world behind me. I know now that you don’t want to hear that there’s a reason that things between us have always been easy.
Letting this go is hard but knowing that you don’t have anything to let go of hurts in a gut punch kind of way. I think about what it would be like to have never had it cross my mind- to be able to sleep and walk and pass time without it occurring to me to think about you as I do it. Instead, I think about how I could’ve loved you in every season: in snow on your nose, leaves tangled in your hair, in sand stuck between our fingers. That’s something you’ve never even thought about, but maybe that’s always been a warning sign.
So now it’s my favorite season and the leaves are changing and we don’t talk. I look at the leaves that have stayed green and think that some things don’t know how to change with the rest. Some things, even the best of them, don’t know when change is good to them.
brutally honest descriptions of the mbti types based off my experiences with them via a very sleep deprived infp
-commitment issues? haha i’ve never heard of those :))))
-will literally punch a toddler in the throat if they say
they support trump
-so i took the mbti test 7 times and i got infp twice and
entp once?? i don’t really know, because i kind of fit into the infj sterotypes
more, but if you really think about it i’m kind of an enfj? but i also really
relate to isfps, but then again i think i’m too opinionated and logical to be a
feeler, so entp isn’t out of the question, but i also feel like the entj
cognitive functions really fit m
-genuinely love animals and it’s so pure
-hi sorry for not replying, i was in prison :3 also i moved
to norway lol
-actually just the 2007 taco xd random aesthetic irl
-“i just came up with another book plot” texts approximately
every 2.3 hours
-hi i’m melissa i’m a 23 year old art school dropout and i
abuse prescription pills but it’s okay because i have 200 followers on my
grunge aesthetic instagram account. rent me an apartment?
-(talking about veganism to someone at a party) i just don’t
understand how anyone could put all of that stuff in their body :/ *bends down
to snort a line of cocaine*
-actually really artistically talented but much like the
infp they refuse to give themselves any credit for it
-my dream man is someone who goes to coachella with me,
helps me align my charkas, takes sad candid pictures of me, is willing to
backpack around europe with me and my
philosophy class during the summer,
-*googles* why do i share a type with literally every indie
musician that has ever breathed lol
-probably fucked your girl in the back of a vape shop
-if you manage to find one never let them go they are some
of the best people you’ll ever meet
-huge harry potter nerds
-can manage to get you to spill out your entire life story
to them with a concerned glance
-please actually care for yourself for once and a while
literally you do everything for everyone else just take some time for yourself
god dammit you deserve it
-could be literally the most
talented person in the world but would never come close to admitting it
-hi i’m actually just jesus christ
irl! nice to meet you :-)
-they know everything
-like seriously everything it’s kind of scary like calm down
- allows themselves to recognize exactly one (1) human emotion
-can read for hours on end without getting bored and
genuinely loves learning
-are generally dicks tbh especially to the people they love
-they actually aren’t actually the
emotionless robots tumblr seems to display them as, they are actually extremely
emotional in my experience and tend to get offended/upset easily and over small
-sci-fi, cats, and machines >
-cute when they aren’t busy
throwing tantrums/crushing the souls of their enemies
-hi i’m martha, i’m 32 years young,
i like long walks by the beach, yoga, and judging my neighbors for not mowing
their lawn :-)
-tend to be extra™ parents and
their kids can either turn out complete emotional wreck assholes because
they’ve never been disciplined or the happiest child you’ll ever meet, there is
no in between
-they may be complete snakes and
have never came up with an original idea in their entire life but boy can they
make a killer chicken parmesan
-kind of comforting in a
mother-like sense when they aren’t busy being judgmental dicks
-will clean your entire house for
you on a whim
-wow i love being an infj :)) top 1% haha :))
-will literally develop a crush on someone because they say
they know what tumblr is
-constantly switches between their “you can’t control me it
isn’t a phase mom go away >:(( my chemical pilots at the disco saved me xd i
will literally punch a baby fuck the system i’m 2cool4school” persona and their
“i’m such a smol bean :3 save all the animals <333 i love pretty girls and
dogs :))” persona
-“can i txt you back in like 15 mins i’m having an emotional
-actually genuinely empathetic and creatively gifted but
gives themself credit for none of it
-intelligent but fails classes because their teacher said
something that went against their morals
-playing the victim? never heard
of it! :))
-secretly just meme hoarders
-attention whores tbh i won’t even deny it
-o v e r d r a m a t
-hi it’s 6 fucking am and everyone just wants to go back to
sleep or die or both but i’m gonna start an argument with the professor over
the origin of tangerines for no apparent reason
-*googles* how to permanently get rid of my fe in 5 simple
-follow my meme page xd
-so what if i love my dog more than i do myself and my
-this conversation is
boring me i’m gonna go chug a bottle of vodka and binge bill nye the science
guy™ peace out
-have low self-esteems but compensate
through obscure dark web conspiracy theories at 3 in the morning
-shirley i didn’t call you back because you’re a fake ass
bitch not because i didn’t like your lasagna at the block party
-why do i keep physically abusing my crush lol
-and why do i keep yelling i can’t even stop at this point
someone please send help
-they love food more than they do themselves
-hi welcome to my prank youtube
-the type of people to show up to
school with 37 puppies and a knife
-i’m not gay but 20 bucks is 20
-sorry i didn’t show up to school
because you’re fucking stupid
-awe infp is so cute <3 i’ll
destroy them last
-*on the floor, drunk, talking to
their dog* you’re the only motherfucker in this town who can handle me
-what do you mean other people’s opinions/beliefs besides my
own are valid lol??
-lowkey have daddy kinks
-what do you mean it’s physically impossible for me to
control every aspect of my life??
-i mean if you really think about it voldemort was the
-the type of person who could tell their crush they like
them without flinching. terrifying
-wears d.a.r.e shirts ironically
-1990’s grunge aesthetic
-would walk into a burning building for the meme
-playing the hero?? haha never heard of it :))
-ew what the fuck man get those feelings away from me lol
-fuck da police
-following the rules?? that seems excessive lmao no thanks
-i once had one (1) original idea back in the summer of ’67.
it was terrifying. i’ll never do it again.
-your scary math teacher that wears black socks everyday expects
friday. then they jazz it up a bit with stripes. will mark your grade up if you
say you like the same sports team as they do.
-understanding concepts outside of your own experiences?
lmao no thanks?
-will make quizlet sets organize your desk for you
-my dream in life is to narrate a crime documentary and
complete my george washington memorabilia collection.
-remembers all of their colleagues birthdays. doesn’t say
-fucking get over your ex already he wasn’t that attractive
calm down allison
-*googles* why do i relate to regina george from mean girls so
-the type of person who tells your boyfriend you have a crush
-o v e r d r a m a t i c
-gets your shit together for you. judges you
-if you can manage to find one that actually tolerates you
they are some of the most loyal and true people you’ll ever meet
-horrible social skills, compensates through meme hoarding
-sends you links to conspiracy theory videos when you’re sad
-extremely intelligent but they get lost in their own house
-whoops i just remember i haven’t showered in 3 weeks lol
-i would laugh at that joke but i’m 3 hours deep into an existential
crisis and i’m 100% convinced you are actually a robot created by bill clinton
so not today jeff
-cries over cat videos in public
-facetimes you in a grasshopper fursuit at 3 in the morning
-probably an alcoholic
-has 87 different crushes at once
-you haven’t talked to them in 7 years but they’ll show up
at your birthday party and give you dog
-also attention whores
-generally has the personality of someone who just did 10
lines of cocaine
-one sec let me just gather up all of the fake empathy i can
muster for this particular situation
-that one kid in class who always has perfect notes
-shudders at the thought of… a… creative… thought….
-falls in love with an estp approximately every 23 seconds
-hi i’m karen, i’m 34, i love my family, cupcake baking,
helping people of course until it interferes with my own personal comfort haha,
christmas decorations, room layouts,
-probably has a studyblr
-your angry boss
-probably cyberbullies children on the internet
-has an emotional breakdown when they don’t win classroom jeopardy
-*googles* who is bernie sanders and why do i want him dead
To all my witches out there excited for the Summer Solstice, here’s some fun ideas to get ready to celebrate the actual longest day of your year.
SUN TEA: This stuff is the shit for witches that enjoy ice tea. Really easy to make as well. All you need is a closed container, water, and some tea bags/loose tea leaves in a holder. Add the water and the tea leaves, and leave it out in sun for at least 5 hours.
I say closed container because I don’t want bacteria to grow in your tea. SAFETY FIRST PLEASE. The best part about this, is you can flavor it however you want. You believe lemon, jasmine, and some other item I can’t think off the top of my head should go into the tea; just toss it in. Please, please, PLEASE be careful what you put in your tea, I don’t want food poisoning or anything else to happen to you.
Use it to capture the sun and its essence. Hold the sun in your hands. Enjoy the warmth that it provides you.
FLOWER CROWNS: Flowers, their entire reason to live is for the sun. The best way to represent the sun is the way to show their work. A simple flower has more impact than you can think.
BEES OR MORE SPECIFICALLY HONEY: Yup, what’s better than flowers, but the workers who spend their lives servicing the sun and it’s works of art. Help the bees by supporting your local farmers and buy some local honey from your grocery store. Gets some bees wax and make some candles. SUPPORT👏OUR👏BEES👏
YOURSELF: Yup, I’m a low budget bitch. So everyone let’s wake our lazy asses up before the sun and welcome it. Do yoga, sun tan, enjoy a nice breakfast, enjoy a facial, anything else you can think of. Walk around and reflect the sun. Wake up to see the sun and stay late to watch the sun set. Be joyful, and happy. You are the best way to worship the sun.
There are many other ways that I’m leaving out. Bonfires, honey cakes, homemade (non)alcoholic mead, so many other ways to celebrate the summer solstice. There are many ways to celebrate the sun and the life it gives, and this is a great opportunity for the sun and the fire to shine. Happy Litha everyone.
((also its the 21st of June in 2017 in case no one knows))
It strikes me that a lot of edgelord fashion statements really just boil down to wearing seasonally inappropriate clothing. I mean, yeah, I own a knee-length leather coat; I wear it when it’s thirty below outside, because that’s what it’s for.
It’s almost like edgelords are the opposite of action girls, in a way: the prototypical action girl sports summer swimwear in the midst of a blizzard, while your standard-issue edgelord is rocking fashions better suited to the heart of a Russian winter, except he’s in southern California and it’s June.
Okay, but I can’t stop thinking about Eddie and Richie in university.
So it’s a few years later after Pennywise and the Loser Club have carried on with their lives, real life doesn’t stop for anyone ya know, paranormal clown killers or not. And for real-life reasons, everyone goes to different universities in and out of the state.
For this reason, of course, Eddie makes new friends, who are a little surprised at first when he reveals he’s taken as he’s flirted with at a party one night. It becomes a game among these friends to imagine what this guy significant other would be like. Obviously, she would be some girl with straight A’s and neatly parted hair who wears summer dresses and probably wears glasses - the stereotypical image of a good Christian girl.
One afternoon Eddie had mentioned his ‘significant other’ was coming to visit and they all took this as the opportunity to finally see this put-together, pure, Puritan girl.
So you can imagine their shock when a boy, with straggly black hair to his jaw, covered in freckles and moles, wearing a faded (only slightly stained) Nirvana shirt and ripped jeans clambers out of an old pickup truck with a shout of, “EDS MOTHERFUCKING KASPBRAK, HAVE I MISSED YOU!”
Maybe this boy was just his friend? Maybe he was just dropping her off as well? Would Eddie Kaspbrak, the boy who starts his essay’s the night he gets them, goes to every morning lecture and who is never seen without brushed hair, trouser pleats and a pressed shirt be with the guy with the massive smudged glasses and broken converse?
But then Eddie doesn’t answer him, just kisses him so hard the boy is slammed back into the door of the truck, and his friends give up.
Alternatively, at his university, Richie’s friends think similarly to Eddie’s. I mean. Richie Tozier, the boy who burnt down the dorm kitchen trying to make goddam pasta, got thrown out of Target for climbing on the checkout counter to dance to the Macarena, and has never been seen wearing a clean shirt in his life - would he be really interested in some preppy clean-cut girl?
Nah, his friends guessed she would be a punk girl with dyed red, no GREEN, hair and wore fishnets and had loads of piercings and got expelled from loads of schools. Yeah, that’s who Richie Tozier would like.
Oh, how naive and wrong they were.
Because one day Richie took a shower longer than 5 minutes, ran a brush through his hair, and was even spotted walking into a laundromat. So either he’d finally snapped, or his significant other was visiting.
They came with him to the park where they expected to find the cyber-punk girl sat under a tree to escape the sun that would tan her perfect porcelain skin or that could melt the random plastic shit she had attached to her crazy clothes and in her hair.
But then they see Richie walking towards a park bench next to a lake and they are gobsmacked. Sat there was the most conforming, suburban-looking boy they’d ever seen, wearing a dress shirt tucked into pleated trousers with a belt that matched his smart shoes which were the same shade of brown as his round eyes and impeccable hair, throwing handfuls of bread into the pond like a young elderly man.
They watch how as soon as he approaches the boy stands up with a glare before starting to fix his collar from the nice polo shirt under his freshly clean Star Wars shirt and running his fingers gently through his hair he had attempted to tame, clicking his tongue beratingly and saying something they couldn’t hear.
Maybe he was another friend trying to make him look good for the girlfriend on her way?
Then Richie grabs the hand in his hair further into the thick mess and tugs him closer to kiss him deeply, wrapping his lanky arms around the doll-like shorter boy. It’s when the boy stretches onto his toes and flings his arm around Richie’s neck to hold him tighter against him that his friend’s stop trying to pretend they can predict who Richie Tozier is.
“Autistic fashion” isn’t just big cute cosy sweaters with sleeves so long and loose they swing along when we flap
Autistic fashion is a dozen unworn shirts in our wardrobe - you liked the colour, the pattern, the cut, but they itch and hurt and scratch; yet you keep them because you hope that one day maybe you’ll be able to wear them
Autistic fashion is stretchy worn-out jeans ripping at the leg seams after you’ve been wearing them since high school and the thought of throwing them away makes you choke back tears
Autistic fashion is taking blunt scissors and impulsively trying to cut off every single tag from your clothes, and accidentally unravelling something because you happened to cut open a seam
Autistic fashion is crying over socks on some days
Autistic fashion is a drawer full of old worn-out underwear because they’re stretched out and comfy
Autistic fashion is changing clothes twice a day in summer because sweaty fabric is sensory hell
Autistic fashion is wearing wristwatches all day or for half an hour, bracelets stacked halfway up your forearm or bare skin only ever covered by t-shirt sleeves
Autistic fashion is necklaces hidden under your shirt, because they’re for chewing or fidgeting but you don’t want anyone to see
Autistic fashion is wearing what makes you feel comfortable and still feeling scared that people are gonna judge you
This probably already exists but I spent two hours doing this instead of sleeping. Tell me which song you’re most like.
Welcome to the Black Parade: has a flair for the dramatic, doesn’t know
how to do a smoky eye, was in the marching band in high school, daddy issues.
Sleep: has insomnia, PTSD, nightmares, is self deprecating, just wants to go the fuck to sleep
Destroya: probably gay, moans like a bitch during sex, pretty fucking hardcore, shit immune system though, lives for anarchy
House of Wolves: will burn in hell (or believes they will), is a bad
mother fucker, has a sister who should be scared, pyromaniac, “Catholic”
Vampire Money: all over the place, drinks a lot but parties like a
beast, has a Bowie obsession, likes driving fast and loud music
Na Na Na: really artistic, pansexual, likes to scream lyrics, rebel at
heart, probably still wears bandanas, sunglasses and boots all day every
day, fuck the government
Cancer: is dying, will die, all of your friends will die, actually doesn’t have any friends, really depressed, in pain, martyr
S.I.N.G: activist, owns jeggins, would join an underground gang if they
had the balls, likes neon things for some unknown reason
Sunsets Over Monroeville: loves zombies, probably owns a Hawaiian
shirt, really quiet and doesn’t talk much, hangs out in shopping
centres/malls but never buys anything
Demolition Lovers: is
probably part of an underground gang, has to go away for “work” a lot,
has a shotgun in the trunk of their car, teal, unrequited love
Helena: recent death in the family, super fucking dramatic, lots of makeup, always wears black (maybe some red), nail polish is always chipped, imagines/fantasises things that will never happen all the time
Teenagers: super punk, goes to concerts all the time, will break shit
just for fun, has authority issues, probably friends with a lot of
delinquents, is a delinquent, doesn’t read books, drinks a lot
Famous Last Words: is constantly having an existential crisis, really
committed when it comes to relationships, cowboy boots, goes outside at
midnight for no reason
I Don’t Love You: always heartbroken,
never cuts hair, plays guitar, goes on road trips when things get
difficult, super emotional, cries a lot I’m Not Okay: is still
in high school, I don’t care if they’re 39 they’re still in high
school, hates high school, does stupid shit all the time because fuck
it, high school, is not okay, is friends with weird people, high school
Mama: PTSD, self deprecating, mama’s boy/girl/person, has a sick sense of humour, laughs manically for no reason, cutthroat
You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison: probably gay, went to
prison, had a fuck tonne of bitches (I’m kidding, they were actually
the bitch to a fuck tonne of other people), can’t adjust, has issues
Headfirst for Halos: epic, is not okay, always
trying to think positively but is screaming inside, thinks about doing
stupid shit all the time (i.e. Putting a gun to their head)
Vampires Will Never Hurt You: screams a lot, has a vampire fettish, hates Twilight with a passion, has never gone outside, wouldn’t mind dying if I was a wooden stake to the heart, sucks dick The Ghost
of You: fought in WWII, had a pretty girlfriend, wears round glasses
with gold rims, is tall and lanky, has a brother, gets shot in the
chest, screams, dies
The Light Behind Your Eyes: is finding ways
to deal with severe depression, cries a bit but quietly, reads a lot
of books, all their friends are dead, trying to stay strong despite the
fact they’re dying inside, sings like an angel
Give ‘em Hell
Kid: lives life fast, probably has killed someone, wears red and like
khaki green, shouts a lot, belongs in a 2005 MTV short, lives life on
the edge, fatalistic
To The End: has read Dante’s Inferno, is a
mafioso, fatalistic, has probably organised the death of many people,
likes to drink cyanide, sleeps a lot, owns diamond jewellery, likes
The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill You: has no faith in
life, likes western movies, will yell at you, has applied for a license
to kill, likes to sleep with people (like nap I mean)
You For The Venom: likes snakes, has probably almost OD’d, hates the
doctors, is stubborn, death obsessed, has probably stabbed someone, wears striped long sleeve t-shirts, hates running, hopes to be shot one
Hang 'Em High: is death obsessed, clinically insane,
screams a lot, always makes a lot of aesthetic statements about things
with black and white connotations, Catholic, fuck off
It’s Not a
Fashion Statement It’s a Fucking Death Wish: swears in front of their
parents, wears their mum’s clothes, is obsessed with killing enemies,
is always predicting their death to be soon.
Cemetery Drive: all
too real, has a girlfriend, likes to hang out in cemeteries,
girlfriend has issues and ended her life, now has issues because of it,
drinks a lot, really fucking depressed
I Never Told You What I Do For A Living: is 100% a serial killer, sociopath, also has OCD, scary as shit
The End: is dying, but isn’t too sad, wishes to attend their own
funeral as a ghost, has no self confidence, can’t be fucking bothered
growing up, doesn’t give a shit, is very chill, wears yellow
Dead!: Is dead, is having a party about being dead,
wondering if all the assholes in their life are in hell, no one
actually likes them, laughs at inappropriate moments, is a great dancer
This Is How I Disappear: really fucking dramatic, will be upset and
disappear if you break up with them, dramatic, is a part time satanist,
will make a voodoo doll of you if you fuck with them, candles
The Sharpest Lives: goes out late at night, never showers, drinks
heavily, would probably go cannibal if it was legal, always in pain,
lives life on the fucking edge, will burn large objects, has sinus
Disenchanted: is constantly torn, never actually cries,
writes books, likes to take chances, likes birds, got in trouble with
the police for some stupid but really fun shit, friends need to get
their shit together and learn a lesson
Gravity doesn’t mean to much to them, has self confidence but not
enough to stop running away, runs away a lot, wears really funky
colourful clothing, is very kind but misunderstood
GO!: goes to a lot of cool night clubs, knows how to fucking party, is
still very punk on the inside, sweats a lot (bc they dance a lot),
jumps up and down for no fucking reason
The Only Hope For Me Is
You: is obsessed with being remembered, only has one friend, is kinda
depressed and really needs someone to hold onto, but is also really
questioning life and society, wants to run away to a more aesthetic
Party Poison: speaks fluent Japanese (cough I mean
Weeaboo), watches a lot of anime, loves Kpop and Jpop fashion, will
party but goes to the weirdest parties, dyes their hair, fuck the
bullshit meaning of life they do what they want
I’ll Hold Them Back: is a badass, known for being a badass, stole your
mum’s car and took you on the best date ever, wears a lot of leather,
ready for a fight, probably gets into a lot of fights anyway, probably
once looked like Danny from Greece
SCARECROW: is probably on
LSD, smokes a lot of weed, is really chill, too fucking chill, wears
psychedelic t-shirts, is actually a philosophical genius, reads a lot
Summertime: they might go outside if it’s summer,
listens to music with headphones on full blast, goes on the train a
lot, likes to walk around listening to music and pretends they’re
making the aesthetic parts of the music video they’re listening to,
The Kids From Yesterday: is constantly nostalgic,
loves Star Wars and Queen, always having flashbacks, wears yellow and
read things, feels misunderstood, trying to figure out the meaning of
Honey, This Mirror Isn’t Big Enough For The Two Of Us:
likes Fall Out Boy when they had long song titles, has issues, a lot of
issues, ugly screams a lot, doesn’t care, wears dark denim jackets,
hates this girl who fucked their brother
Drowning Lessons: has a
lot of anxiety, constantly worried, always running away from problems
and situations, can’t swim, always has regrets, has pink things
Our Lady Of Sorrows: was in a gang once, loves to get into switchblade
fights, is really scary and bloodthirsty, believes in pagan gods, but
will protect you, blood blood blood.
Skylines and Turnstiles:
saw 9/11 happen, life was changed because of it, decided that they
wanted to be in a band, made a band with brother and his fren, got some
dreadlocked weed smoking fanboy to join, the drummer is an asshole x3,
breaks up after 12 years, deems it to be a good idea, scared of butane
This Is The Best Day Ever: this is the worst day ever, has no rhythm,
is really confused with what is going in, went to hospital a lot and
hated it, screams a bit, is a bit scared of needles, studded belts,
Cubicles: will die alone (or at least they think),
hates their job, the only thing that entertains them at work is people
gossiping at the water cooler, is actually having a severe existential
Boy Division: is friends with people who would have a
fucking rocking funeral, stalks school girls, looks dead but only
dresses that way, likes to sing about California, paranoid all the time
Tomorrow’s Money: fell in love with a vampire, slightly aggressive, can
surf, stopped screaming three years ago, wants to be a doctor, hates
people who are thought of as heroes, ruined converses
screams in an aesthetically pleasing way, thinks you know nothing,
super weird, goes out after dark, likes to drive big cars, wouldn’t
mind driving, is super reliable even when they let you down
Gun.: was probably conscripted into the military, actually hates
violence and guns, wants to stay at home all the time, likes to call the
shots, owns an old uniform that they’ll never throw out
World Is Ugly: likes Blade Runner and fairy lights, thinks weird people
are very beautiful, insanely observant of other people’s behaviours,
wears knee high socks and converses, hates the world because it’s
Kiss The Ring: belongs in an alternate universe where
it’s still the medieval time but rock bands exist, is probably a
contract killer, likes to overthrow the king every five years, has
really fucked up logic about why it’s okay to kill a lot of people,
Make Rooom!!!!: probably goes to discos, does not
panic at them, actually has some self confidence but always gets into
stupid situations and flails, wears the tightest pants in the world,
wears earrings with crosses on them
Surrender the Night:
constantly lonely, likes to drive long distances to think, lost a loved
one, has cool patches on their jacket, has been to hospital twice,
likes to listen to you, always keeps secrets unless you fuck with them
Burn Bright: likes going to the city just to look at all the lights,
walks around and thinks that certain things would look nice on Tumblr,
unstable, can be aggressive, very in tune with their surroundings, kind
of a Buddhist
Common People: your average person, always
struggling financially, wears a lot of blue, always falls in love with
shallow rich girls for no reason, really just wants to live however the
fuck they want
Every Snowflake Is Different: loves children’s
TV shows, goes to the snow every year, loves winter and hot chocolate,
will cry if you take their toys away, will be a good parent, too busy
having fun to give a fuck
Desolation Row: got beat up at
school, is now in a cutthroat gang, spits a lot, wears a lot of
eyeliner, likes Grease but is also super punk rock, hates wearing
underwear, likes to break shit all the time
Desert Song: is
recovering from a drug addiction, is still in a really dark place,
trying to stay strong, is questioning the meaning of life, probably had
teal roots at some stage
Black Dragon Fighting Society: drinks
juice when they’re killing because it’s fucking delicious, really likes
dragons, reads too much, hates society, would run away but that would
mean no books and no juice so no fucking way, likes hot pink and black
Zero Percent: hates everyone, would kill everyone, really hates people,
does whatever the fuck they want, will kill everybody, will put zero
effort into school or work, does their own thing.
Ravenkroft: worried about growing old, has no self confidence, will
only have sex if the lights are turned off, feels very old at a very
young age because of shitty bones, also has no fucking chill
F.T.W.W.W.: fuck society, is super digital, but also really retro,
always tells people to kiss their ass, lives in a futuristic society,
likes robots, has a licking fettish, likes to destroy shit, will
probably spit randomly
We Don’t Need Another Song About
California: Summertime’s long lost twin, really doesn’t give a shit
about California, but likes the sun, probably lives in Florida, hates
magazines, probably has a fake name, thinks that nothing matters
All The Angels: is dying, has minutes left, girlfriend has issues
because she’s a little risky, everything has gone wrong, everyone is
upset, probably died three years ago, never went to heaven, likes pretty
flowers and dead things Romance: a complete and utter 1800s
Romantic, has probably ready Frankenstein, wants to go on epic
journeys, never showers, likes spices, old fashioned, would probably
get into the steampunk fashion thing
Blood: is forever in the
1920s, was a war hero but hates themself, laughs manically sometimes,
has a thing for blood but hates vampires, 90% human wreckage, 23% awful
fuck, 8% bad at math, 14% clueless