I'm writing this history essay and I love it but I can't stop thinking about my chemical romance.... ughhggghh release me dude
frank iero and bob bryar [ my chemical romance ] as a chicken jockey [ minecraft ]
Muscle women.... skinny men.... muscle women.... skinny men...... muscle women.... skinny men... ..
thinking of Jared Gay from my chemical romance again. sighs heavily. punches a wall. breaks into tears immediately after.
"i'm gay" "i'm straight" ok well i took a train out of new orleans?? and they shot me full of ephedrine?? this is how we like to do it in the murder scene?? can we settle up the score??
Why is the ship name jmart what are we shopping for
gay people are real
I love my band. We suck 🇧🇿so bad. We can't even get one song down but I love my band.. I love you lighsts out georgia... ❤️❤️❤️❤️
tummy tats
STOP LOOK AT HIM
This fic is so unbearably cringe in some spots but it gets so fucking sad in others that I think the cringe is passable for it being written in 2011...
mike 16 read The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger also he/him im vaxxed xoxo
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