Oh. So. Much. Love.

Mar 29, 2007 16:59

stephanometra just sent me this article in the Texas A&M newspaper, interviewing Pete.

MY HEART. Oh, Pete Wentz, how much do I love you? How much? *squees and toddlerfists* I just had to pull a couple of quotes because Oh. Just OH.

How did your band mates support you during everything? (on his depression)
PW: The only one who knew was Patrick, I think. I lied to everyone and hid it. Patrick knew because of the words. I didn't speak to anyone at the time. They were there at the end and were just friends to me. Most of what goes on between Patrick and I is unspoken. It's a weird bond. If it weren't for them, I don't know where I'd be bouncing into padded walls, probably.

Not many people would expect you to struggle with depression. Do you think that this makes coming forward even more important?
PW: I have a strange combination of extro/introverted moments. I can't speak to close friends about much of anything, but I can watch Patrick sing my words to thousands. I'm not sure why. I hope it makes people know that it's OK to feel blue and down. It's also OK to find an outlet for it.

Growing up in the Chicago hardcore scene, how did you transition to playing a more mainstream pop-rock sound?
PW: At the time, the hardcore scene in Chicago disgusted me. It was filled with homophobia and boring ideas. We began FOB just to goof around, maybe as a plan to go out and see California. This was all accidental. I mean, it's weird to even think pop-rock to me.

I'm having a moment of FOB glee. Yes. I am. I LOVE THIS BAND. Oh, Pete. Oh, Patrick. Oh, Joe. Oh, Andy.

I LOVE YOU ALL.

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