PrincessPoetB
Life isn’t about how popular you are, what girl or boy you’re dating, or who you know. Life is about always being true to who you are or what you believe in. Never let anyone convince you that their way is better than your way. In the end all we have are our hearts and our minds. This is the reason why we sing, this is the reason why we cry, this is why we live.
Andy Biersack(Six). <3 (via spazzingforlove)

heybiersack:



We are an Army of outcasts living in the land of kings
Following The Prophet and the songs he sings.

Our heads are ringing with each note played,
telling us and teaching us to never be afraid.

The Mystic, The Mourner
The Deviant, and The Destroyer.
With their hands they release such a sound
That in the hearts of each soldier it will resound.

heybiersack:



We are an Army of outcasts living in the land of kings
Following The Prophet and the songs he sings.

Our heads are ringing with each note played,
telling us and teaching us to never be afraid.

The Mystic, The Mourner
The Deviant, and The Destroyer.
With their hands they release such a sound
That in the hearts of each soldier it will resound.

I need these OMG~!!!!!!!

I need these OMG~!!!!!!!

Andy Six<3 <3 <3 can i marry you ? please!

aweh yes, yes you can andy! you can have a cookie &lt;3

aweh yes, yes you can andy! you can have a cookie <3

LOL

LOL

i love this song so much

Fire by Sleeping with Sirens<3

How To Know If Your Poetry Is Bad

left-overthoughtsfromtypewriters:

Do you talk about hearts?

If so, are they used in a metaphor about pain or love, 

and not ironically?

Are you trying to rip off Cummings or Bukowski, 

perhaps without even knowing it?

Do you press

enter like

this, for no

reason

other than to make

your

poetry seem more

creative?

Are you reading this right now, thinking,

“I’m pretty sure I don’t do any of that…

Well, maybe I did once or twice, but not often”?