- Me: OH MY GAWD I LOOOOOOVE PIERCE THE VEIL *fan girls*
- Mom: *le listens to two songs* They're so morbid!!!
- Me: WHAT?!? -.- *le shows her a picture that says "You shut your whore mouth"*
- Mom: *Chases me with a broom o-o*
Why do we all wait for undeniable proof, and terrifying comformation that we are in fact dying and our time precisely measured to lay down our excuses and excersize the fears that haunt our wishes and hold back our bones fom the living every single moment as if it just may be our very final one? Why do we all wait to reach out with both exhausted arms and squeeze tight to our racing hearts the ones we need most? To celebrate the effort stained beauty of all we have created and dance slowly to the sound of our shared laughter. Stop holding my name so safely in your mouth and dare, finally, to scream it at the top of your frightened lungs