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Guess who just met Gerard Way?
Here's a hint. https://vine.co/v/hBa06QH0dnm
I JUST MET GERARD WAY.
Not only did I see him, he saw me. He talked to me. He shook hands with me. He laughed at my joke. He complimented my laser gun. He signed it, just how I'd always wanted. He took a video of me and a duck!!!!!!!!
I'M ON GERARD WAY'S VINE!!!!!

I wrote a blog yesterday right after school and it's still on the front page. That's how little people write blogs here nowadays. And only one comment. Everyone is leaving. And it's so freaking depressing. If MCR isn't dead, where's the Rmy?

Chances are I'll never stop.
I can't be ok with this. I'm too broken. I miss them.
And I don't want them to go play music separately. When they come out with new music, I'll freak out and talk about how incredible it is, but it leaves my heart heavy still. I don't feel happy. It makes me sad that they're making music apart. I've been with this band for only è years. And according to Gerard's letter, the last year didn't mean anything. He was unhappy the last year, when he was making me happy. It artificializes it all. It doesn't feel sincere. And as hard as I try, I can't smile because it happened. I just keep crying.

I'm trying to be ok... but I'm just not...
My Chemical Romance is gone...
And I'm not loving what's coming from them.
I just listened to some Death Spells. I'm sorry, no.
They all told me, "It's ok, they'll make music separately." But it's not looking so good so far. Mikey and Ray both said they want to do a song with Kane West, Gerard likes Justin Bieber, and Frank's new band is "hardcore electronic." What the fuck?

With a FAX machine.

This is pure inability.
Ever since MCR broke up, I just don't feel the passion to draw, write, write music, sometimes even RP. I'm just... not motivated to do anything.

My friend Zack think I like him.

On Saturday I came home from a sleepover and my brother's first words to me was "We got to see Iron Man 3 without you!" They got to go for their birthday and I went to a friend's house.
Little do they know, I went to Iron Man 3 on opening day in 3D. On the day of their real birthday. Before them.
It feels so good...

Two FUCKING HOURS I waited in line on free comic book day. We finally go inside, excited, tired, nervous, and we look for Killjoys.
And they didn't have it.
I'm on the verge of fucking TEARS.
FUCK.
Bad enough that MCR is gone, now I can't even read the comic I've been waiting for for SO DAMN LONG.
Fuck everything.

My rabbit JJ got attacked by something last night and we brought her inside and now I am scared to death. What the fuck? My mom just heard this terrible hissing sound and looked outside and saw these 2 things rustling around in her cage. We went out and scared whatever it was away and when I looked at JJ her fur was all ripped in the back. I flipped shit and insisted she sleep in my room that night, and now I'm really worried that it'll happen again.