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HAPPY 34TH BIRTHDAY BRENDON!!!! :)
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Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 1:38 PM UTC
Brendon Urie
While jaye threw to stephanie's house, shane was brainstorming a tropicana plan. jaye the Brendon Urie's toilet decided to go for a shipping. shane and his friend cat, a cumquat, met jaye at Texas. cat snatched jaye's a ball, his most prized possession. jaye BANGARANG, but shane just laughed and said, ""your mother"". shane and cat married away, leaving jaye stranded. jaye dropped to the ground and EEK CHUK BEEK BANG. He was very confuzzled.
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
#SOTROPICANA
F is for Fall Out Boy, who saved rock and roll. U is for Brendon Urie N is for NO DONT MENTION MCR! Here in our emo community.
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Mar 3, 2021
Mar 3, 2021 at 11:36 AM UTC
F.U.N
Dear Brendon Urie this impossible year your songs were the only thing that put vigor in my blood, and feeling in my limbs. Until we feel alright. In my darkest hours your songs made my skeleton want to dance, made it dance, it always danced to your music. Always forever I will dance to your music. Dear Brendon Urie I'm all dressed up and naked. A tiktok, that was all it was, innocently scrolling through tiktok with my friend (though one could argue with her feed it is never innocent), I saw it. Do you know when you have the dream that you're naked at school?  This is a hundred fold worse. I was not naked, but something tore certainty from my body. The music that had help build be up burned my structure. You can set yourself on fire Dear Brendon Urie Girls love girls and boys. I came out as lesbain a few months ago. You gave me a space to explore that, you said ‘its ok to be queer’, then you punched me across the face. Homophobe was not usually even close to the row of adjectives I reserved for you but now it is. Dear Brendon Urie Just another LA Devotee. I thought for a second that tik tok was like voter fraud in Wisconsin, false claims made by uneducated people. Then the truth hits, no women lies about ****** harassment, no fan lies about your racist monologe at a concert, nobody lies about someone saying the n word, no one lies about you laughing at a ablelist joke. You are not as shiny as you appear. The glitter dancing on the skin. The decades might've washed it out. Dear Brendon Urie It's better to burn than to fade away. For years I have watched each of my heros burn Dear J.K. Rowling, Dear Gloria Steniem. Every author I ever loved homophic. Dear Kevin Clash Dear Michael Jackson Dear Bill Cosby Every artist I every loved accused of pedophila Dear lance armstrong Dear basketball players Every athlete I aspired to be like a drug used Dear Bill Clinton Every politican I admired accused of ****** assault You have all proved to me that there are no heroes that there is no one to look up to. I am sad more than angry, sad that you couldn’t be bothered to love the world as they love you.
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Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 7:52 AM UTC
Dear Brendon Urie
Dear Brendon Urie this impossible year your songs were the only thing that put vigor in my blood, and feeling in my limbs. Until we feel alright. In my darkest hours your songs made my skeleton want to dance, made it dance, it always danced to your music. Always forever I will dance to your music. Dear Brendon Urie I'm all dressed up and naked. A tiktok, that was all it was, innocently scrolling through tiktok with my friend (though one could argue with her feed it is never innocent), I saw it. Do you know when you have the dream that you're naked at school?  This is a hundred fold worse. I was not naked, but something tore certainty from my body. The music that had help build be up burned my structure. You can set yourself on fire Dear Brendon Urie Girls love girls and boys. I came out as lesbain a few months ago. You gave me a space to explore that, you said ‘its ok to be queer’, then you punched me across the face. Homophobe was not usually even close to the row of adjectives I reserved for you but now it is. Dear Brendon Urie Just another LA Devotee. I thought for a second that tik tok was like voter fraud in Wisconsin, false claims made by uneducated people. Then the truth hits, no women lies about ****** harassment, no fan lies about your racist monologe at a concert, nobody lies about someone saying the n word, no one lies about you laughing at a ablelist joke. You are not as shiny as you appear. The glitter dancing on the skin. The decades might've washed it out. Dear Brendon Urie It's better to burn than to fade away. For years I have watched each of my heros burn Dear J.K. Rowling, Dear Gloria Steniem. Every author I ever loved homophic. Dear Kevin Clash Dear Michael Jackson Dear Bill Cosby Every artist I every loved accused of pedophila Dear lance armstrong Dear basketball players Every athlete I aspired to be like a drug used Dear Bill Clinton Every politican I admired accused of ****** assault You have all proved to me that there are no heroes that there is no one to look up to. I am sad more than angry, sad that you couldn’t be bothered to love the world as they love you.
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I just had a vision. 3 years from now, one late night at my university campus, I look out the window to see the moon. I ask the moon to send a message from me to you saying, "I love you and I miss you." And I know that wherever you are, you'll look at the moon and hear my message. We'll spend the night having a conversation through the moon and I'll make a wish, just like Brendon Urie once said, "Hey moon, please forget to fall down. Hey moon, don't you go down."
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Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 3:03 PM UTC
The Moon Sends You My Love
The art of letting go, is not to step over te pain. It's not to ignore your feelings, ignore the ache. The art of letting go, is being able to let the pain in. Let it overwhelm you, and afterwards take control. Because the amazing Brendon Urie once said: "being blue, is better than being over it"
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 5:38 AM UTC
The art of letting go