late-to-everything:

Welcome to the bandom side of Tumblr, where its always Nine In The Afternoon, we face our problems with poise and rationality, where the music will live on for Centuries. Put on your warpaint and come one, come all to this tragic affair, where we will join the black parade, where we walk a lonely road through death valley and under the cork tree. Things around here are Pretty. Odd. but that doesn’t stop us, we’re mad as rabbits, but that’s okay, because I am not afraid to walk this world alone. So douse yourself in cheap perfume and sing it out. You’re the last of the real ones, and I have High Hopes in you Champion, never let them take the light behind your eyes, and remember the days when music gave you the courage to carry on