I miss you, GerardLook at me. I’m a mess. Frank’s glove-clad hand reached for a bottle of booze as he stared out the window. Lightning flashed outside his window, followed by the rattling thunder. Glassy, emerald eyes shook his head and a sigh fell from his thin lips.I miss you, Gerard
I couldn’t possibly live like this for the rest of my life. I need him.
He placed the bottle back on the desk, his body shuddered. I need Gerard.
The bottle slipped off from the edge of the table, crashing onto the ground and breaking into pieces. “Fuck.” Frank swore as he placed his palm on his forehead. “Fran
It Beats for Only YouI saw him sitting there, watching as he held the book in his hands. He was reading beneath a tree, clad in black. His eyes, his caramel brown eyes, they held every beauty in the world. There was one thing wrong though,It Beats for Only You
They were empty.
Such a handsome face, a charm in him enticed me to gaze even longer. His eyes, they were a masterpiece in a canvas of perfect complexion. I saw no emotion, no love, no hate. Nothing. They were empty, seemingly hollow, like a doll’s. Like a corpse’s.
There was nothing.
He tilted his head to look me in the eyes, a sudd
Fryan, yet another one.Pale hands snatched a My Chemical Romance shirt from the hanger and slipped it on his torso, it hugged him perfectly well. Of course, it was black, the man picked up eyeliner from the dresser and applied it under his eyes,Fryan, yet another one.
a smirk danced on his lips as he placed the eyeliner back on the surface of the table.
"Ryan, are you ready, hun? We're going to be late if you don't hurry up." Keltie Colleen, Ryan Ross' girlfriend called from the hallway's of their apartment.
He was definitely ready, he took one last glance at the poster he had on the side of his bed, and his eyes encircled the person that caug
So Young, So Broken.Tracing circles on her wooden desk, hazel eyes seem lighter than it already is as the rays of the sun peek through the leaves of the trees and hit the female figure lazily slumped on her chair. Her eyes were blank, empty was a better word. She huffed a sigh as her body slowly lifted from the desk, her eyes lowered, keeping her sight off the trees. She was alone in the classroom, alone in the empty, stuffy classroom. She was only thinking of the unfortunate event that happened the night before, it’s so usual, almost everybody’s gone through it. Heartbreak. Only, why does it still hurt so much?So Young, So Broken.
Uhm, Okay.
Pain
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I'm so sorry but I love you... (I love you more and more)
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"To live and not to breathe,
Is to die in tragedy.
To run, to run away.
To find what you believe,"
(Jesus of Suburbia- Green Day)
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Who walks among the famous living dead. Drown all the boys and girls inside your bed. And if you can talk to me tell me if it's so...That all the good girls go to heaven. Well heaven knows...
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"I wanna save your heart I wanna see what your insides may be.."
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People often ask me why I listen to My Chemical Romance. When they do, I always respond: I listen to MCR for the same reasons I breathe. If I didn't, I would die.
Much appreciaton!
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Something filled up my heart with nothing.
Someone told me not to cry.
But now that I'm older my heart is colder
and I can see that it's a lie.
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FRANKINDRAGWTF-
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I swear, I'm nothing like a certain Death Eater.
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