I'm laying in a butterfly
bed, listening to trashy music
and smelling like grease
you're in the other side
of my head, inside a truck
that has never seen a better day.
you haven't, either.
in a few minutes when my mother
calls for me and you
run through a red light
the juxtaposition of you & your ego.
(you'll remind me that this
was my idea)










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IT'S ALL ABOUT PERSPECTIVES.
photography: my life, my love, my obsession.
find me on flickr: [link]
Look at my comment below please~~~~
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Have you heard the news that you're dead?
I love getting my Way. Gerard Way, that is.
I know what you're thinking: Oh no.
But it's not like that! I know what I want!
Text: The city is at war. (my favorite song by Cobra Starship.... dont put the things in parenthesis in the icon please its for aim)
Other stuff: You get total creative freedom! Yay! Don't even ask me what the background color should be because I don't know
please
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Have you heard the news that you're dead?
I love getting my Way. Gerard Way, that is.
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I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really, but sure enough I got the M&M's.
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Everyone has a secret. What's yours?
[link]
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Have you heard the news that you're dead?
I love getting my Way. Gerard Way, that is.
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Everyone has a secret. What's yours?
[link]
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