ThexVampiresxKiss

Okay, so my name is Threnody. I believe in vampires. If you don't, thats fine. They are like god, some people believe they exist, others don't. I am one who believes in them. If you don't believe, I'm perfectly okay with that. Just no nasty comments, ok? Keep it to yourself.

Speaking of god, I am christian in theory. I don't attend church, but I believe in god. I believe in heaven, but I don't believe in hell. I believe earth is hell, you can't get much lower than this.

Over the years, I have come really close to losing many friends to suicide. I have somehow managed to convince all of them that there is a reason to stay here and I even got them to quit cutting. Some may consider that a miracle, I just say that I am really close to those people. They love me, and I love them, no miracles involved.

I am currently single and plan on staying that way for awhile. I have seen the effects of teenage relationships, the heartache, and I want no part of it. I will not date until I am sure that I really like this guy, and that he truly likes me back. I won't be that girl who sells her virginity to some guy who doesn't even like her.

As you all can probably tell, I am very opinionated. I love my friends, I would do anything for them. I am afraid of needles, even though I used to cut. I hate hospitals, because I have come so close to experiencing death of loved ones. I love reading, and music is my life. I don't know how I would live without it.

As I have stated before, many of my friends are depressed. I seem to have a knack for attracting people with problems, because many of my friends have been abused at home. I suppose this might be because I have problems myself, though of the mental type, not physical abuse. I have experienced the lose of a friend, and it hurts so bad. I don't know how I can possibly lose any more tears or blood over any 2 people. I hate my past, and I wish it would all go away. I have a tendency to be really negative, and my self- esteem is super low.

Well, there you go. Me in a bottle.

The Black parade caught on fire, because they were so damn Sexy!!!! lol. Here's a pic!!!


Suicide

Life is impossible. Suicide is your way out. Fine -- but before you kill yourself, consider these facts

Suicide is not usually successful.

You know a guaranteed way? Ask the 25yr old who tried to electrocute himself.
He lived. But, both of his arms are gone.

What about jumping? Ask John.
He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sence of humor.
That was before he lept from a building. Now, he's brain damaged and will always need care.
He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But, worst of all, he knows he used to be normal.

What about pills? Ask the 12yr old with extensice liver damage from an overdose.
Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.

What about a gun?
Ask the 24yd old who shot himself in the head.
Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side.
He lived through his "foolproof" suicide.

You might too. But .. who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling?
Commercial cleaning companies may refuse the job
-- but someone has to do it. Who will cut you down from where you hung yourself, or identify your bloated body after you've drowned? :
Your father?
Your mother?
Your sister or brother?
The carefully worded "loving" suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will never completely recover.
They'll feel regret and an unending pain.

Suicide is contagious. Look around your family.
You do have other choices. There are people you can help you through this crisis.
Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police.
They will tell you there's hope. Maybe in a phone call this weekend. But what you're seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.

You say you don't want to be stopped?
Still want to do it?
Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later.
And we'll work with whatever you have left. There's always someone who will be there for you to talk things through even if it seems like no one is there for you.
Everything will get better, and it will be okay.

So whenever you are going to pick up that knife, or razor,
just think about all the people you are leaving behind, all the memories, and all the good times.
IF THIS TOUCHES YOU, REPOST IT
Stereotyping

I am the girl who dresses in all black and never got to finish middle school because I was called emo everyday.
I am the friend afraid to tell you that I'm bisexual, because you'de leave me for it.
I am the girl who loves to read and is pushed into the corner and beat up because of what I love to do.
I am no one. Just the kid that was pushed to far at school for being emo and cut a little too deep.
I'm the teenager who was kicked out of her house because I was caught hugging my girlfriend.
I am the woman who committed suicide just before I graduated high school. Since I'm a Cheerleader, no one suspected it was coming.
I am the best friend who just found out she has AIDS, and is afraid to tell her parents because she'll be considered gay. My parents would never accept me if I was.
I am the athlete everyone expects to be perfect, when in reality I'm sneaking heroin between games.
I am the girl who is called a slut everyday because I can't afford to buy new clothes every year. My skirt doesn't cover what I want it to.
I am the sibling forced to clean their sister's blood off of the carpet. Why didn't I see it coming?
I am the boy who wakes up crying because the bruises my parents gave me hurt so much, but aren't even noticed because I'm always wearing the baggy clothes the kids in gangs wear.
I am the girl who got raped at twelve and am considered a whore because of it.
I am the gullible parent who let my child hurt themselves. No one can know this. We have to keep this secret. We have to be
-----------------------PICTURE
----------------------PERFECT...

If you believe stereotyping is wrong, PUT THIS IN YOUR PROFILE!!!

This is for all the kids who doodle MCR lyrics instead of paying attention in class.

This is for all the kids who listened to 'I'm Not Okay' on repeat because it made them feel like they weren't alone.

This is for all the kids who have seen 'Life On The Murder Scene' twenty bajillion times.

This is for all the kids who bought 'The Black Parade' the second it came out and clung to it like a security blanket for a month.

This is for all the kids who love Gerard, no matter what color his hair is.

This is for all the kids think Mikey is awesome, with or without glasses.

This is for all the kids who wish they could play guitar like Frank.

This is for all the kids were worried about Bob when he burnt his leg.

This is for all the kids who secretly fantasize about playing with Ray's hair.

This is for all the kids who know that as long as there is a My Chemical Romance, they will never be alone.

This is for all the kids who love My Chemical Romance with all their hearts.

This is for all the kids who wear their t-shirts not just to look cool, but to promote them too.

This is for all the kids who saved up their allowance for months, babysat, and mowed lawns to go to their concert and sing every word.

This is for all the kids who were never okay.

This is for the MCRmy.





Isn't it funny that when you go to the shops with your friends you look down at the girl with black jeans and studs but smile at the girl wearing a a mini with a tshirt that barely cover anything?

Isn't it funny you can change your music taste to impress a guy but when it comes to a girl who likes her own music and her own style, you give her a mouthful?

ISN'T IT FUNNY that a guy can get away with being a gangsta but the emo gets a mouthful from everyone

are you laughing?

Isn't it funny a emo can be quiet all through the week but gets more shit from everyone than the girl who sleeps around and sells her virginity?

ISN'T IT FUNNY that you don't mind your friends drinking, smoking but the minute someone mentions emo music you can give them a lecture on melodramatic teenage outcasts?

I'm not laughing.

ITS SO FUNNY that you and your friends can make a girls life hell and not know anything about the silent battle she might be fighting.

ISN'T IT FUNNY that you can call emos, punks, goths the retards but still manage to get through your day without an inch of guilt in your heart.

HOW YOU CAN CALL A GIRL A POSER, HOW CAN YOU SAY "YOUR NOT EMO" OR "ATTENTION SEEKER" WITHOUT SPENDING A SECOND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY THERE ARE CUTS ON HER WRISTS AND WHY SHE SPENDS HER LUNCHTIMES CRYING INSTEAD OR LAUGHING WITH HER FRIENDS

KEEP ON LAUGHING

isn't it funny you can say and do all this without any idea of what is going on in this persons life

without knowing her situation with her friends

or her family

or her LIFE

BRAVE ISN'T GOING UP ON STAGE AND STRIPPING

BRAVE IS NOT SAYING A SPEECH

OR DUMPING YOUR BOYFRIEND

BRAVE IS

GOING TO SCHOOL EVERY DAY AND NOT FOR A SECOND CARE WHAT THE WHORES AROUND YOU ARE SAYING ABOUT YOUR CLOTHES

ITS LISTENING TO YOUR OWN MUSIC AND BEING PROUD OF IT

ITS GOING THROUGH EVERY DAY WITH THE THINGS PEOPLE SAY TO YOUR FACE AND BEHIND YOUR BACK AND YOU STILL KEEP QUIET

ITS KNOWING WHAT YOUR "FRIENDS" ARE SAYING ABOUT YOU AND STILL CALLING THEM YOUR FRIENDS

BRAVE IS KNOWING THAT TOMORROW ISN'T A BRIGHT AND HAPPY FUTURE

ITS ANOTHER DAY OF BITCHING AND DODGING RUMORS

KEEP ON LAUGHING.

if you agree put this on your profile