'Cause I Just Can't Bare To Break That Love.

So, a cut my wrist band from Paramore off this afternoon. It was just really annoying me, and I didn't want it to get ruined from showering as stuff. But, I didn't have the guts to cut the one from AFI off. At least, not yet. I loved that show, it was absolutely awesome (I dunno how many of you read my blog on it), and I kinda feel like if I cut the wrist band off, I'm losing a little bit of that awesomeness. But, then again, I don't wanna ruin it. Kinda torn, over something so small. Maybe even ridiculous? It's interesting how the simple things like that effect me. But, I'm not crazy. You'd understand if you've ever been to a really awesome rock show.
Know what I mean? Or am I actually crazy..

I just realised, the first sentence of this blog sounds REALLY emo. Made me chuckle (no offense to anyone, I just think wrist cutting is silly and useless, but I also understand why people do it). I decide to leave it.

Thank happy thoughts C=
xoxo Frankie