Parents Should Not Be Reading Your Journals

Rebolg if you're the band trash of your family

Emo Trinity Definitions

FOB: Small little beans that have titles that are taller than them

P!ATD: A man who lost all his band mates 

MCR: The band that broke every emo’s heart and destroy(a)ed the g note

Reading Fanfic

me: *smiles at phone*

aunts: OOOOhh is that a boy you’re texting?

me: No man could ever put a smile on my face

should i laugh or cry

Here is a freshly made meme in celebration of my 200 followers

Heya peeps.

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Im only 12 and im worth $31.50 ???

hey wanna be friends? my message thing isn’t working for some reason so i thought i would just ask :) i’m either the same age as you or you’re one year older

Ohhhh myyyyy gawddddd aree youuu shittingg meeeeee

Its been like 3 years and i havent replied i feel so bad but you probably dont even care about me anymore oops….

ahhhhhhhh hello sorry ive been so inaactive kms

Walking down a long corridor, Mikey shivers as he looks at the piece of paper given to him. Its an address, telling him to come here, along with a password. As he approaches the end of the hallway and knocks on the door, a jolt is sent through him as a farmilar voice asks “password?” “I-uh…” Mikey stutters and looks at the paper. “Pizza?” as he says these words, the doors fly open, and Pete Wentz wraps him in a bear hug. “Hey, you made it!!” he laughed, putting him down. Mikey looked into the sea of farmilar faces in the warm room. His brother is here. All of his former bandmates actually, along with most of fall out boy, and a few others. “Hey! I’m not the new guy anymore!” Patrick laughs. Mikey chuckles softly and looks at Pete. “What is this place?” he asked. Pete smiled warmly. “Welcome brother,” he grins, “to the hot dad club.”