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I will name him George and I will hug him and kiss him and squeeze him and rub his pretty bill and caress his pretty feathers...

Oh my Mikey Franking Gerard Ray Bobing GOD!!!!

About me....well I'm 15, 16 on the 24th of June and live in England.

I love MCR, BFMV and Green Day.

I'm a quiet person, I try to keep things low key although I want people to understand I am no door mat!

WARNING: I can get very hyperactive especially about bands I love lol.



Dedicated to Garrett's Girl - Ann:

Garrett loves Ann
Ann loves Garrett
= cutest couple
they're so ::inlove:

I hate love you

--I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday. I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them. I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson" IF YOU BELIEVE HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG PLEASE RE-POST THIS

HailTen Commandments of MCRHail

1. Thou shalt not put a gun to thy lover's head.
2. Thou shalt be willing to die for love.
3. Thou shalt seek revenge on those who wrong you.
4. Thou shalt be a demolition lover.
5. Thou shalt unleash the bats.
6. Thou shalt protect thy lover from everything. (even vampires)
7. Thou shalt respect the lord, Gerard.
8. Thou shalt sing the holy hymns of My Chemical Romance.
9. Thou shalt see beauty in bloody love.
10. Thou shalt rock hard.

Here are a few emo pictures which kick @$$:


Remember kids: Emo is love <3

FUCK CANCER - Cancer runs on both sides of my family and has claimed many members of it. Because of this cancer has deprived me of even meeting some of my family members. My mother and grandmother had it, luckily they both managed to pull through, but I will never forget the trauma that fucking condition put me through. I worried so much I couldn't eat and I lost so much weight, I got depression having to watch my mother deteriorate in physical and mental strength and I had a breakdown.

Not to mention the pain of my grandmother who I never got to meet on my paternal side of my family. My auntie Elizabeth was only my age when she died from a brain tumour, yet miraculously she managed to get 16 O levels: all A's. I reckon she would've been an amazing woman with many brilliant achievements. My paternal grandparents had to sit and watch her die when there was nothing they could do to stop this fucking disease from killing her; my grandmother had to turn to alcohol to try and block her pain. My great-grandmother also had to lose a fantastic grand-daughter, watch her daughter turn to alcohol, and in the end she burried them both.

Why am I going on about this? you wonder. Well MCR; who are the best band ever, knew the kind of pain you have to endure when a loved one has cancer. They wrote the most their most beautiful and sad song ever called Cancer. I cried the first time I heard it realising how many lives are claimed by such a small six-lettered word. Yet it is so powerful....millions and billions of every currency is poured into the research, but no cure has been found yet. Marie Curie is another one of my idols who made such an important discovery for cancer.

I have felt all the pain return to me when I heard that song; it has so much meaning to me and I know that one day they will find a cure.

Cancer Lyrics:

Turn away,
If you could get me a drink,
Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded.
Call my Aunt Marie.
Help her gather all my things,
And bury me in all my favorite colors.
My sisters and my brothers still,
I will not kiss you.

'Cause the hardest part of this,
Is leaving you.

Now turn away,
Cause I'm awful just to see.
Cause all my hair's abandoned all my body,
Oh, my agony.
Know that I will never marry.
Baby, I'm just soggy from the chemo,
But counting down the days to go.
It just ain't living.
And I just hope you know,
That if you say goodbye today,
I'd ask you to be true.

'Cause the hardest part of this,
Is leaving you.

'Cause the hardest part of this,
Is leaving you.


Pippa is my kick arse mate. We met on another message board and we have spoken on msn every night since. We haven't known each other a great deal of time, let alone never meeting each other but I feel so close to her. We have absolutely loads in common it's actually scary! When I was going through I tough time just before I met Pippa I cut, but I talked about my problems with her and she made everything great again. She has been my saviour in making me never want to reach for the razor again. She is an amazing person and always there for me. I badly want to meet her this year in August, and if you're reading this Pippa - I'd love for you to come and stay with me in Spain!! We always have a great laugh together over the most random things like "Mikey Franking Gerard" and misheard Fall Out Boy lyrics!!!! She is such a sweetheart and my beam of sunlight on a stormy day!!! I love you Pippa!!!


I met Ann on the same message board where I met Pippa. We met a while back like 6/7 months or time has gone by. It was funny how we met: she tried to get me to PM her ex to see where he went. He never answered, poor Ann (the bastard!). Anyway we got chatting and she is a really cool person. She is a die hard fan for many bands and she is a GREAT person to talk to. I hope I can meet her one day too.

What can I say? these guys saved my life. I saw them on the 21/03/07 and they kicked arse!!! They were so good and I am still in shock that they were in my presence. I know that I am definitely going to see them again. Anyone who didn't see them really missed out. Oh yes; Gerard Way smiled at me!!!! That has literally made my year. It was worth every penny of my money. And ladies/gays: I can confirm that it is false that photobucket interferes with Gerard's trouser area. *cough* ahem he was very happy on the night.....

Currently I only have my lobes done. But when I am 16 in June I am going to get snakebites, a nose ring in my right nostril and scaffolding in my left ear. I'm not too sure about tattoos just yet but I might get a subtle one on my hip saying My Chemical Romance or MCR with a heart. I can't wait to get piercings XD, hopefully they won't hurt too much. Surprised

Ahhhh, fun times with the camera after drinking!!

Zach O'Connor, an angel who joined his fellows...

Zach, I know we didn't really talk at all mate, but I remember you from the Spanish trip. I was in the room next to you. Do you remember the fun we had on the trip? If someone told me then you'd only have a year and a half left then I never would've believed 'em.

You seemed so full of life and I remember on the Spanish trip how you loved to take the mick out of the teachers and mess around. It's a shame that you're gone from this world and I'm sure many, many people will miss you.

Rest in peace, mate. Take Care

Cat (or "meow" as you used to call me!)




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