I think about dying but I dont want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out of it.
"This song is about a girl (friend) that I had. She was beautiful, absolutely beautiful. I loved her but she didn’t feel the same way. I don’t even think she knew I loved her. This song is about the times I had with her. As she and I became close friends, we had traditions. It was kinda like our thing, yah know? We’d somehow always coincidentally be out at exactly 1:02AM, so that was our thing. Now whenever I’m awake at 1:02AM, I think of her and I let her go." - Matty Healy
Maybe it's for the best that X-men and Avengers don't cross over
Avengers: “Oh no, a metal man is making a metal army to terrorize the world! He’s indestructible! Metal!”
Magneto: [deep sigh]
Magneto: *raises arm*
Magneto: *clenches fist*
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