Dances wih wolves? | By : PinkGeneSimmons Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 667 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It’s suicide. Another fucking suicide. No wait, it’s murder.
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Love me,
Not lynz
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Gerard Way was tired of abuse. He was tired of the rapings and beatings he was getting from a certain hanger-on who followed closely in the footsteps of the last. Hope was far off. The cops wouldn’t help. Oh god, no. He was going down fast, low on self-esteem, and his girlfriend in another fucking state was drowning in the shit just trying to keep his ass afloat. Jeezus fuck. What a day.
He had just called the cops on the wife bitch not long ago. Seeing as he was a male…they got the wrong one..again. So much for that girlfriend, eh? Well…she’s trying.
I suppose one might call this the story of a few survivors; who now battle their way through the pile of shit. Aka. The shitpile. >coming soon near you<. (this band..er..ahem…has no sort of connection with Gerard way’s real girlfriend whatsoever.). This is their story.
Zero in: Are we in Oregon yet?
She threw another punch. He didn’t bother to duck this one either. Just stood and took it.
He was paying the therapists double this time. Man.
How can you tell someone you love them from so far away?
You just try. You just fucking try.
………………………………….
She needs him now. A little sooner than planned.
Gerard Way was tired of abuse. He was tired of the rapings and beatings he was getting from a certain hanger-on who followed closely in the footsteps of the last. Hope was far off. The cops wouldn’t help. Oh god, no. He was going down fast, low on self-esteem, and his girlfriend in another fucking state was drowning in the shit just trying to keep his ass afloat. Jeezus fuck. What a day.
He had just called the cops on the wife bitch not long ago. Seeing as he was a male…they got the wrong one..again. So much for that girlfriend, eh? Well…she’s trying.
I suppose one might call this the story of a few survivors; who now battle their way through the pile of shit. Aka. The shitpile. >coming soon near you<. (this band..er..ahem…has no sort of connection with Gerard way’s real girlfriend whatsoever.). This is their story.
Zero in: Are we in Oregon yet?
She threw another punch. He didn’t bother to duck this one either. Just stood and took it.
He was paying the therapists double this time. Man.
How can you tell someone you love them from so far away?
You just try. You just fucking try.
………………………………….
She needs him now. A little sooner than planned.
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