Gerard Way Too bad the band is done. <<NOPE NOPE NOPE WE DON'T SPEAK OF THAT *curls into a ball and rolls back and forth on the floor crying listening to The Black Parade for the 12 millionth time in a row* WE'LL CARRY ON
Align our pain to pain. Our love to love. Our fear to fear. But showing that in action is different than explaining them in words. I'm done with words. I want my actions to prove and speak for me instead.
"Grab my hair like you grabbed my heart, forcefully with your fists. Pull my hips closer to yours like the tides and teach me why the moon floods the beach at midnight. Remind me how to breathe by making me breathless. Don't love me tenderly, love me reckless."