You won't believe this. Hell, I still don't believe it.
Olivia-- a fucking fantastic Killjoy who enjoys the same things I like-- and I talk every night, either over the phone or through texting.
Guess where we met?
Omegle. TWICE.
TWICE!
Of all things.
We role played the first time, introducing ourselves with,
"Gerard? is that you?"
"Frank! How's it going!?"
♥
We role played for an hour or so, and then I had to leave.
Next day:
"Gerard? is that you?"
"Frank! How's it going!?"
I asked about the day before, and she said that was her. (:
I gave her my former facebook, and then my phone number. We've been talking for months, role playing for hours at a time.
She lives in Ontario, Canada, and I live in fucking Ohio, USA.
We've donned ourselves the "fabulous wives," and we've already planned out our Chemical Romance wedding, where Frank, Gerard, Mikey, and Ray are our brides maids, and then when Frank and Gerard catch our bouquet, we'll be their best men. :3 And then she'll live on the top bunk of my bunk bed, and I'll be on the bottom. She'll lean over and upside down with her Spiderman powers, and I'll kiss her with my Mary Jane powers. (Help's my name's Jane, eh? :P)
Yeah. We're cute. ♥
And as soon as I get a stupid webcam, we'll be talking every night.
Guys. I'm in love.
-Mercury Strike
