day ??? without mcr
i’ve finally watched the stomachaches music videos and my man makes solid music videos like the concepts are cool as but sometimes i just-
take joyriding for example, like the way the room and band gets bloodier as it goes on, and it’s a song about taking others pain and hiding your suffering, I MEAN “yeah it’s cool i’ll be okay” WHILE YOUR MOUTH IS FULL OF FUCKING BLOOD COME ON. i get that the whole hiding your suffering and it physically manifesting and that kind of thing isn’t the most unique thing BUT IT GETS ME EVERY TIME MAN. AGAIN THE “yeah it’s cool i’ll be okay” IS SO FUCKING CATHARTIC.
and weighted- girl wtaf i couldn’t find a connection between the mv and song but i could be missing something. i kept having to pause it and like process it because holy shit- these kids are mega fans of franks band and they STEAL HIS CORPSE that’s insane. and then he COMES BACK TO LIFE and TEARS OUT THIS KIDS HEART AND PROCEEDS TO PULL OUT AN ARM AND LEG FROM TWO OTHER KIDS, TUG OUT ANOTHERS INTESTINES AND USE IT AS A SKIPPING ROPE?! AND PULL OFF THE HEAD OF THE FINAL KID AND KICK IT LIKE A FOOTBALL ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! that shit was cool but like what made him think “hey 😳for the weighted music video i should have my corpse stolen by children. no no hear me out jamia this is gonna make sense, THEN they bury me and i come back to life- no i haven’t watched any zombie movies recently THEN i attack them, i mean i could like jump rope with a kid’s insides and kick a kid’s decapitated head that would be so cool right?!”
and then she’s the prettiest girl like i get the metaphor, it was kinda cute. i’m gonna ignore that bear guy lowkey stalked her at the start of it all- idk it was cute overall but when the bears started making out i cracked the fuck up that was fucking hilarious, solid 10/10 music video
anyway whoever keeps letting frank make music videos, whoever says “yeah that sounds great” to his random ass ideas, to everyone involved, I LOVE YOU DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT
and i also found that video of frank singing joyriding with his kids oh my god it was adorable
AND MIKEY PERFORMED WITH FALL OUT BOY?! i haven’t seen anything other than blog posts and text posts about it on tumblr but holy fucking shit?!
a lot of frank stuff today but he just does so much shit- every time i think “i wonder what electric century has going on”, “what little comic things has gerard done”, “what has ray produced” i see ANOTHER FRANK INTERVIEW SIR STOP YOURE GONNA LEAK MCR5 AT THIS RATE THERE ARE OTHER MCR MEMBERS THAT HAVE COOL STUFF LET ME FUCKING BREATHE-
this was a long one- anyway hope people have fun with these because they’re fun to make
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I wrote a love letter inspired by this post, and most especially this piece:
Below the cut so I don't crowd everyone.
“But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human.”--Kurt Vonnegut
When we spoke for the last time, I told you there was a door. I asked you to meet me there, halfway, but I was really only asking can you forgive me, really only wondering if I hold out my hand, will you take it?
You said: “I can’t”.
You hung up the phone, and I loved you so much I went outside to feel it. That night I prayed on a porch in the rain. You tell me you ended the call and you cried? My love, I ended the call and made a summer storm.
I told you there was a door. I should have told you: I burned the door and I won’t look back, not like Orpheus, not like Lot’s wife, not like salt. I could make my every remaining breath an apology for what I didn’t say and still I would never be finished.
But before
Before all that, there was this. There was
“You look at her with eyes of love”.
a moment so uncanny it felt almost like Bukowski
a dream I could visit again and again
So I do. Each time, it begins as it always does. First it’s
so beautiful, my god, she is so beautiful I can barely meet her eyes, so beautiful, my god, with her face like a light, so
Then it’s
“You look at her with eyes of love”
Then it’s
raining. So I call stop, step out of frame, change the ending because in dreams, nothing ends in rain. And so
Maybe this time I’ll dream you as Moira and make myself Orestes. Not Orpheus, not Lot’s wife, not salt. I will say
Orestes: Where have I seen you before?
You will say
Moira: In a dream.
I will say
Orestes: A thousand years ago.
But I will really still be asking can you forgive me, really still be wondering if I hold out my hand, will you take it? You will say
Moira: In a dream.
I loved you, of course I did, and you can call me a liar but after seven years, Helena, I can still just barely meet your eyes. Tell me, what do you think that means? I am no longer asking your forgiveness. They say, “you can’t go home again”. I don’t need to go back.
Once, when I tried to explain you to someone I said, “If everything were very different, somewhere, somehow, I would live with her even when we became ghosts”. They said, “Would she do the same for you?”. No, never, not in this world. She is a cusp, forest fire, smoldering earth. Fire signs, such obvious creatures, radiating light and causing pain. Earth signs, dependent on the telestial, needing to hold and be held. We are so different.
Do you ever wonder about the multiverse? Of course you don’t. You are so certain of every single thing. But I do. I don’t ever wonder about Heaven, though; I know. But
But if you are correct, if there is no heaven, if we evolve and then evolve once more, world without end, amen, I will ask you this: I ask you to meet me in the next life. Meet me in a dream. Meet me in every iteration hereafter. In the meantime, my love, be of good heart. Be good.
“What do we do now, now that we are happy?”--Samuel Beckett
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