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So for some reason every single fucking May is awful, usually I'm just super fucking depressed for months on end for no reason (and along comes a high when summer is fucking over) or my life is made a living hell in school because they feel the need to kill any excitement I had but this year I wasn't, things were actually going great and I was even gonna post about how exactly this time 2 years ago MCR saved my life and then.... my dog died. We found out that she had this genetic disease in her legs but there's no treatment for it so she would have spent the rest of her life in a lot of pain, she already was and she was only one, she'd eventually end up crippled so she had to be put down this morning. But having said that I still wish she was here... my poor boyfriend is gonna have to deal with me crying in his arms tomorrow... and God help a certain someone if she try's to fuck with me tomorrow cause I'm not in the mood for her shit...

Julia’s POV:

10 YEARS EARLIER
“You just don’t get it, Tammy” I sighed. She didn’t look impressed, “Look I’ve hit a dead end, I just need a break and a normal life for awhile and then I’ll come back”. Tammy frowned but I could see a softness forming in her dark eyes, “are you going be alright by yourself?” she asked, I nodded. “I’ll miss you though” she added. “I’ll miss you too” I said softly.

Just a little background info: this is the first fan-fic I've wrote that actually has something to do with the band. I had this idea Way before the break-up so it was originally gonna start in the MCR5 era and look back on Bullets but I had to change it to Danger Days, either way I love this story so I hope you guys like it!

I felt a pang of envy as I watched all the kids with colourful hair and band merch babble excitedly about seeing their hero’s live. I strolled through the crowds aimlessly feeling both proud yet spiteful of the band, a part of me wishing to turn back time and take the chance when I had it. That part of me constantly had to be reminded that I made the right decision all those years ago, it would have been selfish of me to hold on. After watching them grow and seeing the difference the mad I knew I did the right thing. So I kept walking through the crowds, deep in thought, going wherever my feet led me.

I had the greatest weekend ever: went to "prom" (not an actual prom just a bunch of kids in dresses and suits in a fucking youth cafe) but at prom I found out that the guy I liked likes me so so you can guess what's happened now (YES!!!) but my parents don't know yet and I don't know how to tell them, then Saturday was the greatest fucking birthday (not my birthday my friends) I've ever been to because we watched FullMetal Alchemy til like 6am and had a Tardis cake and I learned that Tenacious D is like the best movie ever! So I was on a high which is weird for me because normally I'm super fucking depressed around this time except now a mysterious girl on ask.fm fucking despises me and my boyfriend.....

I hate posting blogs like this but I need advice.... so this guy, I like him, a lot but I'm no where near good enough for him, honestly he deserves the very best. The last time I liked a guy he proceeded to rub it in my face that all the other girls were so much better than me after finding out how I felt so needless to say I'm really cautious now, but I may have missed my chance with this guy. My friend keeps telling me to flirt with him but we've bonded over the fact that we both go to therapy and the fact that both our schools consist of all the assholes in the fucking country in one place so I can't exactly start flipping my hair and be like "oh my god your so funny!!" when he's telling me about kids treating him like shit all the time, I just get so mad when he tells me that because I can't bear the thought of anyone hurting him! I just wish he could be happy and I wanna make him happy so badly but I can't.

So I've had this idea for a fan-fic for a really long time, Wayyy before the break-up, and I'm not giving anything about it away but I don't know whether or not I should post it. I mean I really want to but all the other ones I've wrote have had the guys in it but no reference to the band, this was does, the whole story doesn't revolve around the band but I can't write it without them being My Chemical Romance because it's set back in the Bullets days (and a little bit of Danger Day). To be honest I'm not 100% sure where we stand with fan-fiction anymore... now I'm not talking about Ferard or anything like that *shudders* because I DON'T write that, I'm talking about story's with the guys as characters. So I was wondering if anyone would actually read it or is it just gonna end up making us all cry again because even if the didn't break up it would still gonna rip your heart out....

So umm.... I really wanna read The Catcher In The Rye because it sounds like a really good book but my family thinks I shouldn't read it - actually they're trying to stop me from reading it - because according to my brother and sisters English teacher if you have "anger issues" you shouldn't read it because supposedly back in the 50s some guy read it and then went on a killing spree....I don't have anger issues, Okay a lot of shit has been done to me through out my life that I have every right to be pissed off about but I've never "acted out" or anything like that yet my family honestly thinks that I could become a potential serial killer because of a book. Lovely, eh? My own family thinks I could actually murder someone (I swear I wont!) So if any of you guys have read it please tell me whats so bad about it? Man out of everything I've ever been called or accused of this by far is the most insulting....

Guys, when the fuck did Frank do this!? I just found it now!! It sounds like an anti-Christmas version of DeathSpells! And that's not a bad thing because I think I like this. But yeah leave it to Frank to sing a Christmas song basically about hating Christmas. All I'm thinking is Bah-Humbug!! Even though it's April... but hey I can't be the only one that randomly finds themselves listening to them at the wrong time of year!!

So most people spent their Sunday’s dreading going back to school on Monday but not me since I go to Hogwarts School For Witchcraft and Wizardry. And Gryffindor is bound to win the House Cup this year although it hasn’t been half as fun in Hogwarts since Fred died.... and if you think Hegwig is cool you should check out my owl, it’s Way better! Later Muggles....

*cries* because Hogwarts doesn’t exist and I hate my school with a burning passion.

So yeah, 48 hours walking in the fucking wilderness with people from school and I didn't die!! Although I feel like my legs are gonna fall off after those fucking steps and hills of death killed me! And of course I was the asshole that talked through every single possible horror movie scenario ever! But obviously having over 40 teenagers in on house in the middle of a fucking forest means that shit is gonna go down. So we come back from dinner to find vasaline all over the toilet seat and the door handles and salt in the beds and bags. Needless to say the teachers we're not impressed. And don't get me started on the bed I was in *shudders* I don't even wanna know where the used tissue, the dirt and all the hair on my mattress came from so I was afraid to go to sleep. So yeah I've had two cups of coffee today and I'm still tired and I don't wanna stand up. Aside from that it was alright, freaking the fuck out at 1AM wasn't fun though....How was your day?
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