Starved to death in a land of plenty.

This is the original of this repost.


Patrick Stump Denying His Cuteness (x)

I’d turn around when I didn’t have to sing and get choked up. I couldn’t even believe I was playing that song without my buddy. I was choking back tears in between songs. It was the toughest thing for him to leave tour, but I knew he needed time to figure that stuff out, the stuff I couldn’t understand. It really broke my heart.


What I’m really terrified of is leading an average, ordinary life with a regular job and an invariable routine, planned holidays, an average household, fixed responsibilities and not doing anything different to be remembered by.


i’m that kind of person who between two choices always pick the wrong one

I was born without muscles in my mouth so I can’t smile. But I’m real happy. I’m super happy right now. I’m ecstatic.


*txts back 20 days later & picks up the conversation where we left off as if no time has passed and without an excuse*