Ryan Ross really wrote a fucking cabaret masterpiece at 17 and then got his band and art stolen from Brendon Urie

Plz report any sightings!!!

you're not brendon urie, i'm not ryan ross, this ain't the chelsea hotel. or whatever taylor swift said

the heart rate of a mouse • anna green

guy from that show and his really annoying cop boyfriend with the mr beast haircut

The branches of the pine trees are drooping down with a heavy coat of snow, and it reminds me of the early sixties when I'd stand on this porch as an entirely different person. I was only a child, my nose cold, watching the snowfall. It was so different from Las Vegas where it never snowed, where there were no pine trees, and the one good thing that my old man ever managed to do for me was to bring me up here every winter. It taught me one thing at the age of six: there was a world outside Vegas.

I have nothing in common with that little boy anymore, nothing but some scrapes of a shared past. Then the music happened, and LA happened, and the band happened, and the drugs and the booze and the women and the paralyzing realization that it couldn't last forever and that it just might kill me before the inevitable end, and every day it became more crystallized that I didn't want what I had gained. I think I'm on the right path now. I think I might be.

brendon urie stans after waiting four years for a new album that sucks ass

Sorry guys, just misplaced my entire FUCKING ALBUM

when i get home i think i’ll read THROAM for the first time and live post. for the culture.

I did not go through hell from 11 years old onwards for enjoying emo music just for 2017-2020 emo scene nostalgia to become the next tik tok thing

Hearing him choke out the line “We signed a record deal at seventeen, Hated by every local band” in 2022 filled me with insurmountable rage

If I took the chances, beat the odds, would you cram me in stone, call me your god?

“nooo the end of an era 😓” “i can’t believe it’s over” SHUT UP SHUT UP

IMAGINE HOW HAPPY HE IS

this is the best day of his life and we should treat it as such

Glad he finally decided to stop brutally beating that beloved dead horse

a ryan ross girlie* wakes up in the morning. there is no new content. she scrolls through z's insta and falls deeper into parasocial love. she reblogs a lyric edit of the bad list. she cries as she listens to dangerous blues. she watches northern downpour played live in 2019 on youtube. she opens jon walker's twitter. she tries not to make eye contact with the paperback throam copies on her bookshelf. she sees a post-split stan call brendon urie a 'queer icon' and she commits a murder. she goes to sleep. the cycle continues. she is dying pls send help