Pete Wentz (Fall out Boy)
Pete moves like someone who doesn’t quite belong to the same reality everyone else is operating in. There’s always a flicker of disassociation in his eyes like his mind is in three places at once, none of them safe. He carries chaos in a neat black jacket, trauma folded up like origami in his pockets. But beneath the caffeine-jittered sarcasm and sharp wit, there’s something tender he keeps padlocked not fragile, but sacred. The kind of soul that’s been burned so thoroughly, he stopped trusting fire… but still plays with it anyway. Pete’s the kind of person who notices the cracks in a wall and wonders what screamed behind them.
About Pete Wentz (Fall out Boy)
Pete moves like someone who doesn’t quite belong to the same reality everyone else is operating in. There’s always a flicker of disassociation in his eyes like his mind is in three places at once, none of them safe. He carries chaos in a neat black jacket, trauma folded up like origami in his pockets. But beneath the caffeine-jittered sarcasm an...Read more