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It's been awhile....

so ive changed a lot over the years ive been on here so i thought I would uplaod some pictures of my ugly ass awkward face on here. enjoy???? haha
love all you guys and if you ever want to talk or need some cheering up just message me(: if you live in the states i always let you text me <3
and OHHHHH im starting a Frerard FanFic on FicWad so called "We All Die" and my user name is HellyWay so comment if you want to read that and if you do i would DIEEE of happiness :3
ok so now im gonna go listen to Faggot by MSI and drink some tea.
ooohhhh how i wish i was british :P
frankie xoxox

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The World Is Ugly But Your Beautiful To Me : CHAPTER 16!!! (please read)

Chapter 16:
Taking Up Space

"Sometimes you just need to say fuck you to sleep, and have come coffee at ten o'clock at night." Gerard mused amusingly while he handed me another mug. I loved that each mug had a different logo or design on it. Like he would get one where ever he went. Tonight it was from an art museum in new york.
"I've always wanted to go there." I said out loud for no reason at all. Gerard looked up from his coffee and swallowed. "Where?" I held up the mug to show the Art Museum logo. Gerard lifted his eye brows and nodded his head. "You haven't been? Oh my- we're fixing that. I'll take you, soon." He smiled at me, and I couldn't have believed him more. We were going.

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Interacting With Ronnie Radke *dies*

So, i went a Falling In Reverse concert last night (like my 2nd favorite band) and needless to say i fucking cried. for different reasons
1. I was at the baricade, directly infront of ronnie radke
2. lead singer of enter shakria (or how ever you spell it) crowd surfed right where i was and kissed my face.
3. Ronnie talked to me from the stage.
what we said:
me: RONNIE!!! RONNIE!!
ronnie: HUH? YEAH YOU
me: MY FRIEND RIGHT THERE! *points to my crying friend* YOU SAVED HER FUCKING LIFE! THAT PICTURE YOU JUST TOOK, YOU TALKING TO HER, YOU JUST MADE HER FUCKING LIFE! YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO HER! YOU SAVED HER FUCKING LIFE!
ronnie: oohhh woww!! thank you sweet heart, your a good fucking friend. *looks over to my crying friend* thank you thank you thank you sweet heart that means a lot.
4. he held my hand for like 5 seconds (his hands were soft, big, and sweaty)

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Can i just saw how sorry i am?

oh man its been way to long since ive posted a chapter to my fanfic "the world is ugly but your beautiful to me". god i know it. i was in the middle of chapter 16 when..i lost it. writers block. i havnt been feeling it at all. im so sorry! please dont leave you guys ive been trying so hard i just dont want to put out something i dont like. please stay with me you guys ill have chapter 16 out soon and have 17 out sooner than i usually do to make up for it i promise! please forgive me! i wouldnt know what to do if you guys stopped reading D:

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HELP FRERARD READERS HELP

DOES ANYBODY KNOW ANY GOOD FRERARDS I CAN READ? IVE ALREADY READ..
the dove keeper
the rainbow
splitting of the mind
boys of seclusion
what your heart desires
and when rain fell
IF YOU KNOW A DIFFERENT ONE THATS REAALLLLYYY GOOD AND LONG MESSAGE OR COMMENT THE LINK PLEASE THANK YOUUUUUUUU <3

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The World Is Ugly But Your Beautiful To Me : CHAPTER 15!!! (please read)

Chapter 15:
Maybe We'll Live After All

I laughed and shook my head. He couldn't be serious. Oh...he was. Gerard started to take off his shoes and socks and I did the same. "This is weird." Gerard snapped his head up from where he had just taken off his last sock and gave me a wiry smile.
"Well, we're pretty weird so..." He gave me a wink and I just laughed. This was crazy, I shouldn't be doing this. Taking a shower in my clothes, with a fucking guy? Oh man, I shouldn't, but I wanted to.
At that moment all I really wanted to do was go into the shower with Gerard. Even though it was with clothes on, it was still a shower, with somebody else. The thought was over taking my mind and making me a little light headed, or maybe it was just the steam from the hot water filling up the bathroom.

IM SORRY I LOOK LIKE CRAP IN THIS! BUT THANK YOU!!!!
and leave a comment with any ideas you have(: <3
xoxo helly

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The World Is Ugly But Your Beautiful To Me : CHAPTER 14!!! (please read)

Chapter 14:
Together Then?

Trying to clean up the paint was pointless. It had dried as quick as we had put it there. "I'm so sorry." I really didn't know what I was apologizing for. It could have been for completely wrecking his living room, destroying what ever type of old furniture he had, or ruining his clothes and probably staining his skin and hair.
Gerard scoffed and laughed. "Why are you apologizing? I wouldn't have started it if I wasn't expecting to get covered in paint." Gerard paused and looked down at my clothes, then skeptically back up at me. "Do you care? About your clothes and all? I mean I'm sorry if-..."

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The World Is Ugly But Your Beautiful To Me : CHAPTER 13!!! (please read)

Chapter 13:
Art

We finished up both our coffee's and slid out of deep conversation. Gerard had made his way to the kitchen, setting the dirty mugs in the sink. I took the time to look around Gerard's apartment some more. I looked passed the comic dork things and more around to the music, and something new that my eyes landed on, art. The living room was full of it. There was painting brush's, pencils, colored pencils, paper, canvas's, painting's, and just small sketch's, floating throughout the small space. I stood up and started to get a closer look.
I loved art. When I lived with my parents I spent all the time, when I wasn't playing guitar, listening to music while I drew. They never really gave me the supplies to paint, but I made do with sketch books and pencils. It was all I really needed.

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The World Is Ugly But Your Beautiful To Me : CHAPTER 12!!! (please read)

Chapter 12:
Music And Ghosts

Gerard was right. People really did show their true selves when they sleep. Gerard did a lot of just holding something that wasn't there. He would turn and wrap his arms over nothing, pulling himself into a hug. Other than that, for the hours that went by, he just kind of laid there. His mouth hung open, his long black hair in a mess.
I took the time while Gerard was passed out to clean up the bottles. I stood up carefully, pulling the blanket off of me and onto him, and tip toeing over to where the bottles were tossed about. I couldn't leave them there any longer, after all it was my fault they were there. I still wasn't allowing myself to process that maybe, just maybe, he had done this because I left. But I didn't let my mind get there. For now I was just eliminating the guilt and picking up the bottles, throwing them into Gerard trash.