They are fucking beautiful, they are my heart. I can't ever thank them enough for being there on the shittiest days, with the message that it was okay to be fucked up, it was okay to be a hopeless romantic, it was okay to be angry, giving me courage and confidence in knowing that it was okay not to be cool...It didn't matter that I was a kid, it didn't matter that I was a girl; I might be small and ill-fitted to the world but goddamnit I could still get up in arms and fuck shit up. No matter how melodramatic it sounds, they helped me save myself when I was alone. I can't say that about very many things or people, and to me, that truly makes them angels in the absolute realest sense.

I wish them and their families the very, very best of luck in all things, and the happiest of lives.

"Be strong, and hold my hand.
Time becomes for us, you'll understand.
We'll say goodbye today,
And we're sorry how it all ends this way…
If you promise not to cry."

Killjoys never die!