Krystal | Cali | She/her
I've clung onto Patrick Stump once and held onto Brendon Urie's hip
throam movie but in the style of a really shitty teen movie.
“hi, im ryan ross. im just your average rockstar. im not ‘glam’ or ‘new wave’, im just me. i play shows, get totes wasted, and score hot chicks, like my girlfriend, jac.”
*camera pans to spencer, holding drumsticks and smiling softly* “that guy over there is spencer smith. weve been best friends since the beginning. hes the drummer, in case you couldnt tell.”
*camera pans to pete, joe, and brent, looking menacing* “them? thats pete wentz, our manager-slash-resident bus fetishist, and my other bandmates, joe trohman and brent wilson. im not like them, im different. i care about the music, they care about fame.
*camera pans to brendon, reading a book with an unreadable expression on his face* ” and him? hes our roadie, brendon urie. hes so mysterious, and kinda hot, not in a gay way. i really wanna know him better… sadly, im just ryan ross, your average rockstar.“
*cut to title screen while eleanor rigby plays*
The fact a true legend just turned 65 today and I don’t see people wishing him happy birthdays sucks. Happy birthday Brendon Roscoe
when you finish THROAM and the reality hits you that Brendon and Ryan aren’t really together and none of this actually happened and I just
i have swerved my car onto his lane, and we have collided yet again.please do not remove caption. my edit. not my photos.