My letter to MCR. I know i’ll properly never be able to give them this, but, its nice to dream…

i don’t even know how to start this. I mean, I can’t start it all formal. ‘Cause I’ll sound like a tool “Dear My Chemical Romance, I would like to inform you…” sounds and feels like I’m writing a fuckin’ eviction notice. So instead, I’ll just start with out an opening like “to” or “dear” or some other formal shit.

I want kick off the proper start, by saying thank you. I owe you pretty much everything. You saved my life. You also saved me from myself. You came just in time. Its hard for me to put into words what you did for me. But I promise I’ll try.

I wish I could say this to you my self, but I can’t. I’d be too embarrassed. I’m so emotionally awkward. Its kinda stupid. Plus, I’d hold you up. And then the other fans would be all like “Dude! Stop hogging the boys!” and then I’d be all like “Oh…sorry dude” and feel all stupid and sheepish. And that wouldn’t be good.

Theres so much I want to say. But my brain wont make up the words, so if I start babbling, its because my brain things its cool. Which it isn’t. It’s a loser…that is a prime example of my babbling. Sorry.

You mean more then the world to me, your always there. Maybe not in person. But in music and that’s enough for me. Every time I feel down or I just want to scream, your there. Every time I feel like ripping my hair out or crying, your there. I never expected any one band to be so much to me. I never expected someone to save my life.

It’s a weird thing. Its like your there with me all the time. Like there’s four extra people sat under the stairs at dinner with me and my friends. They’ve all accepted you’re a big part of my life. They all love you too. Your like my family. Even though I’ve never met you. You’re the life line I need to pull me back up when I feel like I’m falling.

Even if I only met you for five minutes, I’d be happy. Your could spit in my face and I wouldn’t care…well, maybe a bit…Germs and that…

Gerard: Thank you for everything. Thank you for singing for the broken kids. The fucked up kids. The kids who had no one else in the world. You made me want to be a better person. To help change lives.

Mikey: Your amazing. Your just…there no words to describe it. I feel better just by looking at you. You have that kind of…I don’t know, Aura? You just make me smile. Thank you so much. For all the things you do that make me smile and cheer me up. Even if you don’t know it.

Ray: You’re a God. Fuck me. Your just awesome. You a freaking hero. Its like you have a glow around you that just makes everything your near light up. Thank you for making my darkest days bright.

Frank: You’re my hero. You’re my inspiration to do everything. Your gave me courage when I felt like dying. You picked me off the ground. Theres so much I want to tell you, but I can’t put into words how much you mean to me. you’ve saved me. Thank you.

If it seems like I’m more grateful or like one of you more then the other. I really don’t, I love you all the same, but its just so hard for me to put into words how I feel.

Y’know, the other day, I was in RE and we had to write a poem to God or reasons to love him or something equally as ridiculous. But instead, I wrote “Reasons to love Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Frank Iero and Ray Toro”You guys affect every decision in life I make.

Thanks for taking the time to read this. It means a lot to me.

…shit…I don’t know how to end it. Can I end it “love” or is that creepy? I don’t want to end it “from” that’s what you put on Christmas cards to people you don’t really know…Okay, Fuck it, I’m going to end it like this.

Love, Charlotte Corry

PS, please don’t think I’m a massive creeper.