“I really thought I was going to die, I thought I wasn’t coming back. Honestly, just good old fashioned depression, you know, but heightened by alcohol dependency and narcotic abuse. I mean, everybody gets depressed, it’s totally normal. At the time I didn’t realize that, I thought I was really sick and I was self-medicating and then the medicine stopped working and I really thought - I really did think I was going to die. I think it’s something that everybody goes through and that’s not to belittle the fact that some people have it worse than others and some people can’t get out of bed; I think that exists and I think it’s very serious but I notice a lot of people think they can solve their problems with anti-depressants and that I’ve noticed being a bigger issue. Like it really strips people of who they are; like, all your quirks and all your problems - even your depressions and your failures - that’s what makes you, you and there’s a lot of drugs out there that’ll take that away from you.” — Gerard Way.
I don’t think I can ever see this-and not reblog-it’s just so frikkin’… gah!
Was just watching this episode of The Fresh Prince to pass the time-and was confronted by this gargantuan acting talent known as Will Smith. Actually got a little teary eyed myself!
Watching Empire Records again. It’s better than Eddie’s ‘special’ brownies. I feel that I have an affinity with Mark, who’s so nice/stupid that he can’t even tell when people are being mean. Is that a good thing? Better being Mark than Debra!
This is what the back of my bedroom door looks like now! After, like maybe five years, of what can only be called a shrine to Kurt Cobain-I finally felt it was time for a change! Although not completely, as I still have on of my favourite Kurt Cobain posters up there. Moving on is hard!
It is now adorned with some of the concert tickets I have hoarded over the years, (the most recent being thirty seconds to mars which was only two days ago!) a japanese promotional poster for The Virgin Suicides, a cut out from an article about Dazed and Confiused (two of my absolute favourite films!), photographs and a note from years ago, penned by my best friend Vicky which I recently found inside the cluedo boardgame. Written on it is, ‘Rock is dead, long live paper and scissors!’ What a legend.
What do you think? Does my door go off the awesome scale?
