

CHANGEMy life. My screwed up, sad, sorry excuse for a personality.CHANGE
Who I was. All new. It began when I saw this picture of this girl... But not just any girl. The one who started my new life for me because I was too lazy and never put any thought into sarting it myself. The one who told me I was an ass and that I should be classy. I needed "Charm" and "Romantics". Things I never thought of using. I Always thought that my lifestyle was fine. Different girl every other week, in the bathroom, doing the same thing. I'd only really loved once, only SAID that word to a girl once, and she


Check, Can You Hear Me? Pt. 2Two Days LaterCheck, Can You Hear Me? Pt. 2
Okay Gee, sing it again real quick. Mikey instructed, setting a chord up on his guitar. Gerard sighed. I don't love you, like I loved you, yesterday. He sang, and Mikey strummed in time with the song. Gerard nodded real quick. Hey Mikey write those chords down. That sounded really good. It's what I do! Mikey half-screamed, trying to hide his excitement. Gerard shook his head. Ray practically exploded through the door, nearly tearing it off of its hinges. &


Every Word "Every--word." He growled through gritted teeth, watching the blood flow from his nose in the bathroom mirror. The empty bottle laid on the floor. The reason for the blood. The knife behind the wound. Well, no, the opening of the wound. The knife was her words. "We need to end this." A break-up over the phone. Spineless wretch. Too afraid to say it to his face. Pain twisted his stomach. Lights flashed. "Every--word." He gasped, dropping his head and closing his eyes. His arms began to shake. Tears dripped oEvery Word
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