Let’s take a moment of silence. For two of our own, who have fallen…Two Killjoys died today. I don’t know their names, I never once spoke to them. But I feel as though I lost siblings. One overdosed, and the other beaten to death. Now, I’m not pointing any…
Like last night- They're not like tremors. They're worse than tremors. They're...They're these terrors. And it's like...It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing. Sometimes I see flames and sometimes I see people that I love dying. And it's always--I can't...I can't ever wake up.
There should be a killjoy travel company. They could fly all over the world, picking up killjoys (for free, of course) and take them to killjoy island. Everyone will speak different languages, have different skin colours, religions beliefs and friends, yet everyone will be connected and happy in the land where there is no pain or sadness.
Wake up in the morning feelin' like Frank Iero, Grab my dogs, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit the pet shop. Before I leave, take some height vitamins, 'cause when I leave for the night, I'll be tall like Ray