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Hello all.

I'm not sure if any of you remember me, I wasn't on here for very long, and haven't been on in even longer. But I've been thinking a lot about MCR tonight. I found a website that allows you to look at other sites from any point in time. Naturally I thought it would be a super idea to check out old versions of the MCR site.

This really only served to make me sad. Beginning at, well, the beginning, it was just so sad to see the band's raw excitement of gaining a fanbase and making music for people to hear. And as i moved forward through the years, the sites changed from era to era, playing music and videos, advertising the 'anticipated new album' and upcoming shows.

Finally I reached that one paragraph we all know too well, and ended up here.

So quite some time ago I said I would start posting on here. Well as the title of this post so elegantly says, I lied. Honestly shit got in the way and while I still read other people's stuff on here I forgot to post anything. But today, I would like to get something off my chest. It seems like everyone in my life is fucking crazy. Man I thought I was bad but almost every one around me is either A. A complete sociopath, B. Is completely oblivious to the world, C. Takes every shitty thing that happens to them lying down without protest, or D. An asshole with an unjustified superiority complex. Hell, I'll be the first one to admit I'm an asshole, but I acknowledge my faults and at the very least try to better myself. Maybe I'm just as bad as them because the more I study myself and the more I study psychology, it becomes more apparent that there's a good chance that I'm a psychopath. And you know,the worst part is I'm strangely okay with that.

Ok seriously I'm so done with AP Calculus AB it's not even funny. How is it that I understand the lessons, homework, and quizzes, but fail all the tests? Oh I know: it's probably because Salazar (my teacher) only teaches like the basic stuff and not applications of it but only puts applications of it on the tests. Because it totally makes sense to test us on something you didn't teach right? Like today I was finishing the fall break calculus packet, and saw a problem that was in the note packet things he gives us. So I found that packet, and realized there was no solution to that kind of problem because he completely skipped it. How is it okay to give us homework on something you never even taught? No wonder only like 5 people in all his classes end up passing the AP test.

Today 1 month with who is my firts boyfriend, OMG!! I'm really happy :D
I hope we can be together for a very very long time <3

http://en.mediamass.net/people/gerard-way/deathhoax.html

So I'm really out of the loop. I didn't even know this, but once you read it and scroll down farther, I think Gee has more rumors about him then all of Hollywood put together.

Today has been a long day. I wrote a poem type thingy. It's not finished...but I'm not really sure how to finish it anyways so I'm just posting it as is. Comments, as always, are welcome.

The Teenage existence

Everyone's been there. Everyone’s done that. Everyone knows how you feel what you feel how you’re doing what you’re going through took that test read that book felt that seen this done that been there been there been there
STOP.
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"Keep running" isn't just a pair of pretty words I end my blogs with. I've seen a lot of really sad posts on here lately and you guys really need to take them to heart.
Keep. Running.

I'm so tired of being pushed around at school. I'm done with acting like nothing is wrong and like I'm so happy. I can't tell my "friends" what's wrong because they don't need to worry about my petty issues. So I'm coming to you, all of you killjoys. I belong here with you all. I don't fit in at my school, I don't fit in with my family. I'm the black sheep that nobody wants around and they are embarrassed when I am. I can't do this. I get called "emo" "faggot" "freak" and so many other, and personal, things. My only outlet and safe haven is writing and music. I need somebody but I'm fine on my own. Wait.. Don't go, I can't do this on my own. Save me from the ones who haunt me in the night. I can't live with myself, so stay with me tonight.