Vine Spider's blog

My friend is drawing a picture for me, and I'm giving her pictures because she does really awesome detailed pictures and my stuff is hard to explain.
So, back of my jacket, arm of my jacket (symbol also on my chest pocket), scarf, glove, gun, belt bracelet.
Also, my killjoy accessories are shaped like a cancer ribbon, to support people suffering of MCRless Cancer. I know at least one person will think I'm being offensive, I'm not. I'm here for anyone who's hurting because of the break up. I miss them too.

Big Black Pit

Imagine, one day, you fall down a pit.
You spend an entire year falling, falling, deeper and deeper. You land with a thud. It's pitch black and you're all alone. You sit in there for a year, cold and sad and helpless. No one to help you.
Then, one day, imagine someone throws you down a rope. You can just barely see his face at the top, that bright speck. He's kind and amazing and beautiful.
For 2 years he helps you scale the wall with the rope. It's hard, many times you stumble and fall, but he holds the rope with the help of his 3 strong friends. They're all great, but it's the first one who helps you. He encourages you up the pit, while the others pull methodically in a beautiful rhythm. You struggle up the wall while he smiles and encourages you, he makes you happy. It's hard, but he makes it easy. It's long and difficult, you can sometimes barely stand it, but he helps you. He lets you know how much better it will be once you're out.

Before I even begin, let it be known that I'm depressed and pmsing.

Flu + depression + Mikey thing = life sucks and rants.
Sorry if I offended anyone, I don't actually remember anything I wrote, fuck you Niquil (did I spell that right?)
So, this is a pointless blog of pointlessness, and I am bored as fuck. So merry Christmas and does anyone want me to post my stories here?
Keep Running!
Vine Spider
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I was getting mad at them for insulting me. I still love Mikey, I do. I'm just saying I have a right to be sad, something the dear moderator said when they took over my post. I literally said in my blog, "I love Mikey so much, but that doesn't make cheating ok"
Until he says something himself, the evidence points to him cheating. I don't want it to be true either. But I can be upset if I want.

This blog backs up my claims, sheds some light on the subject, and is almost exactly how I feel.
http://mcrdeviantclub.deviantart.com/journal/Some-words-on-the-cheating-...
Note: this was not written by me.

Some say we shouldn't keep talking about Mikey and Alicia and that model tramp. I have to disagree. We're a family, and we all loved Mikey so much. He was my role model. And then he did something so horrible. It breaks my heart. Fans are like friends. We love you unconditionally but we tell you when you did something wrong, we don't just pretend that it's ok. We do it because we care about him. We all thought of him as a hero and now he's turned into an unfaithful liar and we're scrambling to find out what went wrong. We follow his example, and he does this. We're devastated. We thought we knew him. We love him. And now we can't help but be disgusted and sad. He was my brother. I'm a bassist because of him. And now I can't touch my Mikey Way Mustang Bass. He was married. Married. And he got engaged to some bimbo who doesn't have enough brains to know not to put pictures of a secret affair on tumblr. I will eventually forgive him, but it's hard. One can't overlook what he did.

Still not sure if I believe it...

We're all better now, and I can be happy again!

My friends ask me whats wrong and I scream back "everything!" Because it's true, he is my everything. He's my all, and now he's gone, and I don't know if we can get through this.
My friends always talk about how I love being here more than hanging out with them. Wrong, I dread coming in here every day. Every day I come in and get miserable. But I have to go. Because of that thought "What if?" That beautiful, terrible, imposible phrase. And it's never right. Because he hates me now. And all I can dois say I'm sorry and tell him I love him, and hope.