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Is there any hope for a girl like me?

I seemto be getting less and less popular with people these day, just because of my beliefs. I love rock, punk, and I lobe being scene. I am among people who are very petit and are into country and classical things. I feel so lonely! I also feel lack of love. I mean, yes, I know family and all, but I almost feel like I'm not good enough to ever find that special guy. I feel like such an outcast, in fact, that I think that I'm shunned just for being who I am in normal, every day circumstances. Is there any hope that love will find it's way to me? Or am I hopeless? I know I definitely feel like I am.

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Killjoys never die Chapter 2!

(I'm so so sorry! It's been so long! I hope you all still love it! Comments are appreciated. I love your input.)
I woke up, with a strange smell wafting through my hideout.
“Morning, sleepy. Do you like eggs?” said a male voice.
“What?” mumbled.
“You, I don't actually know your name, but you! Do you like eggs!?!” the voice said. I opened my eyes and groaned. It was that man I had dueled last night. From him I had bruises all over my arms. My arms were once burned in the fires, and now, they were more fragile.

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Wishing for La La Land Chapter 21!

(OMG! I'm so sorry, Killjoys! I have been away from the fan-fics so long! I'm so so so sorry! I hope you still enjoy reading these! If you do, would you please comment? Your input means so much to me!)
Mikey walked over to the Sheriff's office door, knocking on it timidly.
“Ah! Come in, son! I've been waiting!” The Sheriff said, as he opened the door. Mikey nodded. He was growing pale. Should he lie to the Sheriff? Or should he tell him the truth?
“Seems to me, son, you're hiding something. Now I know that you don't want to admit it, but I need to tell you something. There was a fight in an ally last weekend. A man was caught with a gun. The gun was missing two bullets. We found one....in his head, the other was missing, however, and no one knows why. Also, there's blood on the ground, but no bodies were found.” the Sheriff said.
Mikey gulped. That horrible night coming back to him. The one night that ruined his life. He just wanted it all to go away.

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Wishing for La La Land Chapter 20! Re-post!

(I don't know if anyone saw this was out, but I worked hard on it, so if you like, comment! Please!?!)
Mikey sighed as he sat outside the crash, sipping a soda. He looked very remorseful, sitting there, and a couple girls were giggling and looking at him, shoving each other to see if one of them would talk to him.
“You look like you're down, son.” a man said walking up to him. Mikey looked up to see an older man in a brown leather jacket and a light blue shirt. He had on a black tie, and on his jacket was a badge, with the word, “Sheriff” on it. He wore a light brown cowboy hat, and dark brown boots.
“Hello, sir.” Mikey said, politely.
“Why are you hanging around here, son? Don't you have homework, or something?” The Sheriff asked.
“No, sir. I finished that at home. I came to see a couple friends.” Mikey said. The Sheriff nodded and held out his hand.
“I'm Sheriff Lancaster.” The Sheriff held out his hand.
“I'm Mikey Way.” Mikey said, shaking the Sheriff's hand.

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Wishing for La La Land Chapter 20!

Mikey sighed as he sat outside the crash, sipping a soda. He looked very remorseful, sitting there, and a couple girls were giggling and looking at him, shoving each other to see if one of them would talk to him.
“You look like you're down, son.” a man said walking up to him. Mikey looked up to see an older man in a brown leather jacket and a light blue shirt. He had on a black tie, and on his jacket was a badge, with the word, “Sheriff” on it. He wore a light brown cowboy hat, and dark brown boots.
“Hello, sir.” Mikey said, politely.
“Why are you hanging around here, son? Don't you have homework, or something?” The Sheriff asked.
“No, sir. I finished that at home. I came to see a couple friends.” Mikey said. The Sheriff nodded and held out his hand.
“I'm Sheriff Lancaster.” The Sheriff held out his hand.
“I'm Mikey Way.” Mikey said, shaking the Sheriff's hand.
“Nice to meet, you, son. Are you new to this town?” he asked.

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Happy Fangsgiving, Killjoys!

Just one of the many days we give thanks to the people we love and adore. I would like to put my four favorites right here, Mikey Way, Frabk Iero, Gerard Way, and Ray Toro! They saved me and my friend's life, and I want to say thank you to them! I am so thankful for My Chemical Romance! <3
What are you Killjoys thankful for?

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Killjoys never die Chapter 1

(Okay, Killjoys! I have the beginning of a new Killjoy co-fanfic with a couple other people. I hope you all enjoy! Oh, and now that I have that out, others can add to it!)
Chapter 1- The Beginning
“Why, hello again, my pretty lily.” he said to me, stroking my cheek. I flinched away from him, pulling on the ties that banded me to the chair. He laughed.
“You're so disgusting.” I spat at him.
He hissed pulling away. “Be careful what you do, I could have you gagged again.”
“Then you wouldn't get any information out of me.” I said, smirking. He glowered.
“Fine. Tell me, where are the others?” He asked, holding a knife to my cheek.
“I don't have any others.” I said, honestly. He scoffed.
“You're definitely in league with the Fabulous Killjoys, girl. Now tell me, WHERE ARE THEY?” The blade caressed my cheek, leaving a stinging cut across it. I only smirked in the pain.
“I don't know!” I yelled. “I wish I did.” I said. He laughed.

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Wishing for La La Land Chapter 19!

Mikey sighed as he sat outside the crash, sipping a soda. He looked very remorseful, sitting there, and a couple girls were giggling and looking at him, shoving each other to see if one of them would talk to him.
“You look like you're down, son.” a man said walking up to him. Mikey looked up to see an older man in a brown leather jacket and a light blue shirt. He had on a black tie, and on his jacket was a badge, with the word, “Sheriff” on it. He wore a light brown cowboy hat, and dark brown boots.
“Hello, sir.” Mikey said, politely.
“Why are you hanging around here, son? Don't you have homework, or something?” The Sheriff asked.
“No, sir. I finished that at home. I came to see a couple friends.” Mikey said. The Sheriff nodded and held out his hand.
“I'm Sheriff Lancaster.” The Sheriff held out his hand.
“I'm Mikey Way.” Mikey said, shaking the Sheriff's hand.
“Nice to meet, you, son. Are you new to this town?” he asked.

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Wishing for La La Land Chapter 18!

“Hey babe.” Gerard said, on the phone. He was walking into the Crash, pulling out his wallet from his back pocket.
“Gerard!” said an excited voice on the other end.
“I know, I know.” Gerard laughed. He sat down at a table, and pulled out a notebook from his wallet.
The voice on the phone giggled. “Guess what happened?”
“What?” Gerard grinned.
“You know Brian? Well, he slipped on a BANANA PEEL.”
“No way!” Gearard laughed.
“Yeah! And then Rhianna and I had to carry him to the nurses. We were cracking up the whole way.”
“Wow, Karmen, I would have never guessed you would have so much fun without me.” Gerard said.
“You know I miss you so much, every day.” she answered.
“I know. Hey, maybe you could transfer here for a couple years.” Gerard said.
“And stay with who?!?” Karmen asked.
“Well, I know these two amazing girls, Lana, and Asriel, and they both have an apartment of their own. I don't think they would mind letting you bunk with them.” Gerard.

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Wishing for La La Land Chapter 17!

Lana sat on a cliff, with a yellow hiking pack sitting next to her. She sat so her legs were dangling off the cliff, and her black hiking boots were glinting in the sun, the dust blowing around them like a hazy wind. She pulled out her canteen, and took a large swig of water. It was very hot out, but she still had quite a ways to go to get to the cottage. She sighed and pulled her pack back on, standing up. From here, she could see all of Roswell.
Walking, and walking, she finally reached a small, secluded forest on the very edge of the desert. Lana smiles as she walks into the shade, using a bandana to wipe the sweat from her brow. There, inside the forest, was a small cottage. Flowers growing everywhere, and grass smelling sweet, as if it was the middle of spring. Kneeling on the ground was an olive-skinned woman with long, black hair. She had on a brown dress, matching the earth she was digging with a small spade. Lana walked over and knelt down next to the woman.