i am the coffee grinds at the bottom of your cup...the paper cut in between your fingers, the piss on the seat, the chapped lips, the humidity, the empty gas tank, the empty wallet, the boy that never called, the girl that wished you did, the complaint, the job, the boss, the traffic, the commercials, the time you did that thing you regret with your entire being.
i am alive at times and dead at others.
i am loved, and so i love.
i've been hurt, and so i hurt.
i am you, and you are me...
and we are perfectly imperfect...
as we should be.
brilliant.
xo-
~ My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die. Because it is not a band- it is an idea. ~
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