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living in a red state where my vote for president doesn't count for shit while my local votes absolutely do has its perks it felt so good filling out the local section normally and then writing in john hamas for president

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A boa adds to the festivities during the 2006 Voodoo Music Experience October 29 in New Orleans.

[photo credit; mandimike]

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i love panic at the disco my pet soap opera that makes me suicidal

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oh yeah hair update

booked a big chop appointment because this current length is starting to give me dysphoria also i saw gerard way with her dykey little mitski cut and i had to act

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i wish i had more to share from wwwy but i really didn't take many pictures of mcr while they were on because i had to lock in. all of my stories will be anecdotal and analytical but here's the single video i did get of dead! before pretending my phone didn't exist.

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which means i have to do a full wash and style early as fuck now because the appointment is in 4 hours and if i walk in like i am they are going to wash my hair with previously unapproved substances for "all hair types"

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booked a big chop appointment because this current length is starting to give me dysphoria also i saw gerard way with her dykey little mitski cut and i had to act

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Some say now suffer all the children and walk away a savior or a madman and polluted from gutter institutions

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ok thinking about the shows more while i wait at the airport, just going to ramble. i love mcr. i expect grandiosity from them and i feel like they brought that by sort of performing in front of a blank monument to the Thing that is the black parade. and i feel like the experience they built on stage was very psychological maybe like as opposed to sensory or physical as u might with pyro, sculptural set pieces etc—they brought shadows, minimal projections, their german expressionist visual influence, lights… it was all kind of immaterial. which i think bore some connection to the interiority of the black parade as an album all essentially happening in the patient’s mind (most likely from within the confines of white hospital walls, even) and also allowed the audience to project whatever they wanted onto the stage. or like, the band will not show you what the black parade is supposed to mean to you now and they won’t show you what it was supposed to mean to you then. they are just there to make it real for 2 nights. and to command you to feel to the fullest i think, whatever those feelings may be or i guess whatever the album may bring to you. gerard’s speech about violent grief felt like a plain grant of permission & i am glad that they kind of stopped us in our tracks with that. i don’t know. from extraordinary narratives to larger-than-life productions mcr like to process heavy realities through beautiful fictions and for those shows i feel like the audience was what realized that aspect of their art—the presence of however many tens of thousands of people gathered together to scream every word an album front to back—it was amazing and i don’t know how to compute it. it was very silent from where i was between songs also, like we had some kind of singular mission. doesn’t that sound like mcr? it felt like we were their beautiful fiction

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IG trying to lure me onto threads with the worst takes ever in the world 🔫🔫🔫u want a circus you want an old photograph of a performance🔫🔫🔫🔫

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watched gabe saporta borderline molest 3 sausage egg and cheese breakfast sandwiches at the airport this morning it was really interesting

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my girl has a voice like a button and absolute control over tens of thousands of fags

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choosing to believe it's a reference to how that song tears you apart cell by cell until you are a fine mist blowing in the wind

i need to know what the amoeba meant for sleep