

Just like the stars in the sky, I want my light to illuminate someone's darkest nights and guide them home.
Sixth Gun. Dear Number. [un]beautiful creature. VIP. Blackjack. Dedicated fan.
No music, no life.

No, I’m pissed because you’re probably one of those fans who act so high and mighty because you have the DVD, bitching about how fans won’t buy it but they’ll download it. FYI: Not everyone can shell out $110+ for the DVD. We have other priorities, like bills, rent, groceries, school loans, god knows what else. Trust me, the moment that I can, I’m buying that DVD, just like I’m sure others would if they could.
I fucking grew up poor, I know what it’s like to want something but not being able to afford it. I know how it is to not want to ask your parents for something because it’s too expensive and you’re not old enough to have a job yet, or you have to sacrifice the things you want to help your mom and/or dad with the bills and rent when you’re finally old enough to get that job.
Piss off.
The way the crowd’s chants during DISCHARGE barely making the guys audible…dear mother of Aoi, I love being a Sixth Gun.
I—… Can someone link me to the GazettE’s documentary, please? I really need a pick-me-up.