MCRx4life

i am IN LOVE with My Chemical Romance.
i love going to ride in the dunes, tis fun... and i love all my buds from there, too!! especially my 5-year-old possy! lmao
nobody can stop me from doing anything.
i'm strong, and i dont take any sh*t, just like Bob.
i no longer have hair like Rays, for i have cut my hair short.
i love my friends.LOTS LOTS!!hehe.. LOTMS...
i love my kitten sooo much!!! Mr. Bigglesworth! yes, his name is of Austin Powers...
i own both My Chem DVDs, Life On The Murder Scene and The Black Parade is Dead!
i own all My Chemical Romance CDs.
i'm glad i have this account, and i wish my brothers/sisters would stop bugging me about my obession of MCR.

i'm soooo happy for all of MCR who has a wife!! i think that is so sweet that they have someone that they can love for all eternity.

Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes. The holding hands, and life was perfect. Just like upon the screens. And the whole time while always giving. Counting your face among the living...
Up and down escalators. Pennies and colder fountians. Elevators and half price sales. Trapped in by all these mountians. Running away and hiding with you. I never thought they'd get me here. Not knowing you'd change from just one bite. I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight. But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts to put this to your head. But would anything matter if you're already dead? And should I be shot now by the last thing you said? Before i pull this trigger. Your eyes vancant and stained. But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts to put this to your head. And would anything matter if you're already dead? And now should I be shot, by the last thing you said. Before I pull this trigger Your eyes vacant and stained. And in saying you love me, make things harder at best. And these words changing nothing. As your body remains. And there's no room in this Hell, there's no room in the next. And our memories defeat us. And I'll end this direst. But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts to put this to your head. But does anything matter if you're already dead. And should I be shot now, by the last thing you said. And in saying you love me, make things harder at best. And these words changing nothing, as your body remains. And there's no room in this Hell, there's no room in the next. But does anyone notice, there's a corpse in the bed?