awake and unafraid

[sharpest_rose]

Do you wanna know how bandom saved my life? No, it wasn't that video with the vampires. It was this ridiculous article, of all things.

Because suddenly it was fucking normal and okay to have a mental illness, it was something that rock stars did. Medication was something talked about in a frank, snarky, joking way by Pete.

And now this article

Comments

[nova_bright]

SHUT UP GARRY I DON'T PAY YOU TO TALK, HONEY.

[maggiebloome]

lol that article /o\ I want to give Gerard the benefit of the doubt just because I don't trust anyone with that much contempt for the common apostrophe to conduct an interview accurately :P

[maggiebloome]

(spider is not pointing that bowel disruptor at you though, don't worry :P)

[ohmostdefiantly]

I...have kind of felt this about bandom for a long time. Yeah.

[minna]

Originally, what we did was take goth and put it with punk and turn it into something dangerous and sexy. Back then, nobody in the normal punk world was wearing black clothes, eyeliner.

Ino you love Gerard and his ridiculousness, but this dude thinks combining two movements that birthed each other is something new and exciting. I really wouldn't be too concerned about his opinion, bb.

[minna]

also: if you wanted your books to be super popular you would have had to sanitise them pretty hard. Which you didn't. So anyone calling you a sell-out is all kinds of hysterical.

[zombierobin]

Gerard's writing an autobiography?

[lame_pegasus]

My dearest girl, perhaps drifting with the swarm would feel like relief - at first. This would not be you, not even remotely, and yes, I agree, it is indeed painfully exhausting and frustrating to be different. The older I get, the more I understand that I, too, don't fit into the patterns I grew up with, not anymore. It gives me freedom, but there's a price to pay (not that I pay as much as you do).

And the next time you identify yourself with the "shitty sellouts" a journalist created who could probably not write half as skilled and wonderful as you do, I'll fly over to Melbourne and shake same sanity back into your shiny heart and brain.

Love you, Mary. And I always will.