The End

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The End

Saturday I had a nightmare, the worst a Killjoy could ever have, a real one. I could really hear how my heart was breaking as I read My Chemical Romance has broken up: WHAT THE HELL!?. I just couldn't believe it was true. I knew my life wouldn't be the same anymore.

I discovered them thanks to a friend when I was just 12 years old. That was a very hard time for me, my great-grandmother recently died and I could not get over it in any way. Then I heard the first note of Welcome to the Black Parade, it came the magic. I found an effective therapy, music became the most important thing in my life.

I have grown up listening to their songs, it helped me turn into a better way of life and MCR became a part of me. I started exploring a creative part I didn't even know I had. I found a version of myself that I love. When I listen to their music it comes on stage the best part of me.

I tried to find someone to blame, someone who could say it had only been a dream, a bad one, but it was over now. Then I realized that this wouldn't happen, it was a fact that they had split up and I realized that I didn't need a reason or explanation, If this is the best thing to do, I don't care the reason.

I decided to stop crying because it was over and start smiling just because it happened. I must thank my absolute favorite band (forever and ever) they have been there, offering me an overwhelming sense of well-being.

This is what My Chemical Romance means to me. Gerard said it:
My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die.
It is alive in me, in the guys, and it is alive inside all of you.
I always knew that, and I think you did too.
Because it is not a band, it is an idea.

Gerard, Ray, Mikey and Frank (and everyone who made this possible) will always be our HEROES.
MCRmy will always have each other.