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Hey killjous, how's your day? missing MCR? i miss them so bad :( very miss they gig

I'm wide awake and can't sleep.

Hi all, I wanted to post the first chapter of the story I've been writing recently so you guys can tell me what you think. It's science-fiction-ish, and I kinda based it on Frankenstein, sort of but not really. But yeah, tell me what you think please!!

A simpler human would begin an account of the events I have played a part in with a statement such as “I regret my actions”. However, I am not a simple human and I do not regret my actions. Nevertheless, I realise that my actions may have caused some distress to the majority of people less fortunate than myself, and so I feel it necessary to give an explanation for my actions. You will see, I am sure, that this is not the story of a strange woman who, with her stupidity, caused misery and suffering, but the story of a woman whose talent and power have left her misunderstood by the society she is surrounded by.

Hey guys! I just wanted to write down a quick little happy birthday to the one and only Ray Toro. First off, if Ray still even goes on this website, HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS FRO FRO! (Yes, it's still July 15th here. It's 11:26 P.M.)

I hope you had an amazing day and enjoy hanging out with your family and any presents your got. And cake. I hope you liked your birthday cake. Ray got a birthday cake right? Well, cupcakes, muffins, donuts or cake, what ever he had for a dessert, I hope he enjoyed it.

I hope you enjoy reading all of our happy birthday posts to you and you know who you are to us.

An idol.

Have a good rest of the night.

- Reversed Firework

I'd put the rant here, but... It's easier to just put a link: http://faeblesmith.tumblr.com/post/91886917716/why-does-disney-not-have-...

I just wish they'd realize they aren't helping the self esteem of little girls with their princesses...

Happy Birthday Ray Toro!! I hope you have a great day!!

I’m kind of freaking out. It probably sounds like no big deal. But to me, it’s everything. I was scrolling around Facebook today, when I saw someone I’ve been trying to forget. It was under the “recommended friends” or something like that. The profile picture was of a hooded kid with super thick eyeliner and a Chelsea grin drawn on his face with red lipstick. The name read “Ben St Pierre.” It was him. J. J had made a new Facebook. He changes his name a lot. When I met him, it was Alysa, then Al, then Jason, then J, then Bert, and now Ben. But I always stuck with J for some reason. Anyways, I blocked his old Facebook after a short conversation in which I told him how much he hurt me, how much I missed him, how much I love him, and How I was pissed that what he taught me landed me in the hospital, to which he replied “sorry.” That’s all he would say?