I got bored in American History yesterday and ended up with this
Ouch. Feelin it a little deep down.
Some things are just not meant to be. Some people just can’t help not liking you. Sometimes you can’t have everything.
Lol, my tumblr’s so emo ..
You don’t know how lucky you are.
This is stupid. I am stupid.
I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.
I will always reblog this
Brendon Urie broke his ankle on the stairs to the stage and played the rest of the set hopping, and got bottled in the eye with a glass bottle, went unconsious, got up and continued the set.
reblogged like five times
Real men forever proving that Justin Bieber is a little bitch.
HOW ABOUT WHEN PETE WENTZ BROKE HIS LEG AFTER JUMPING OFF THE STAGE SPEAKER AND LANDING ON IT.
I was directly in front of David from Breathe Carolina when he fell on stage and hit his chest on an amp causing him to get the wind knocked out of him. And he still got up and sang the last song. Turns out he had a broken rib and fractures sternum, but he didn’t wanna let us down. What a trooper.
Christopher Drew jumping off a speaker at warped tour hurting his foot and finishing the set and then continued to play at warped tour for the rest of the summer.
Luke Kilpatrick performing shows with his broken leg
Let’s not forget that Freddie Mercury was dying of AIDS and instead of wallowing in self pity he threw the best damn tour of his life.
Forever second best. Forever the second choice. Forever the second best alternative.
No place is sacred any more.