slushie guys

by Catherine Powell

Fight it, take the pain, ignite it, tie a noose around your mind loose enough to breathe fine and tie it to a tree, tell it, “You belong to me, This ain’t a noose, this is a leash, and I have news for you, you must obey me.”

twenty one pilots music videos. (insp)

twenty one pilots - friend, please

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I feel like we are all constantly encountering moral crossroads where the decisions that benefit the “now” will have consequences down the road; but the decision that might seem tough and tolling right away will ultimately be more rewarding. What is our purpose for playing music? We are constantly asking ourselves that question. The answer can change all the time, but for right now we are just going to stick with something as simple as "we want to make people think."

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things to hide behind.