Pete Wentz, The Boy With The Thorn In His Side Quotes
He felt like the last bullet in a gun meant for revenge, sealed with a kiss.
The stars crossed and The Boy wished he could have hung himself on them.
He sharpened his flaws and disappointments into daggers.
He hugged her tight, mixing their tears to be bottled and fermented, so they could be drunk on each other when this was all over.
First he threw out all of his records, trashed his heart and then he went to sleep.