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To Fill In The Gap by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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To Fill In The Gap

it's not that i'm unhappy, it's just something to fill in the gap. That was the lame ass excuse i used. Of course when you walk in on someone popping pills you immediatly say to yourself, "It's not that they're unhappy, it's something to fill in the gap." Riiight. How shitty. So here's the deal, my boyfriend, Brendon, walked in on me taking some pain killers. Some, ha. I told him it was just a misunderstanding and for him to go back to bed. He said he had to pee. Brendon thinks i'm depressed and unhappy with where i am in life. I'm not. But how do you think he feels. Probably like he's not good enough. But i love him,

Home Town: 5 by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Home Town: 5

“Shut up! You’re too young to be thinking like that.” “Young?! Brendon I’m two years younger than you!” Ryan stuttered with his words, he wasn’t one for shouting. “You can’t tell me what I can or can’t do! I am what I am! You-you can’t change that!” “And you’re not gay. Now come on, we need to get home.” Brendon half glared at Ryan. “No, stop, i-“ “Ryan! C’mere for a second!” Ryan’s dad was calling from his door. “Coming!”

Home Town: 4 by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Home Town: 4

“You ready Ryan?” Brendon walked up to Ryan and ruffled his hair. Ryan just looked at him. “Ryan?” “Oh. Yeah. Sorry.” Ryan stood up and bumped into Brendon, expecting him to move. “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem a little out of it. Not that I care, but it’s not like you at all.” “Uhm, yeah.” Ryan walked past Brendon. He walked out of the room, down the steps, through the kitchen, and into the kitchen. “Brendon and I are going to walk to the theatre, if that’s okay with you, mother?” Ryan asked Mrs. Urie. “Sure, do you two have cell phones?&

Home Town: 3 by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Home Town: 3

“I’ll go with you.” Brendon almost grabbed Ryan’s hand as they walked downstairs. Ryan walked up to the door and sighed with relief, “God Pete, you scared me.” Sorry man, tried your house. You weren’t there, so, where else would you be?” Pete knocked knuckles with Ryan and walked inside. “So…” Ryan backed up and started up the stairs again. “Hey Pete.” “Hey B.” Pete followed Ryan up the stairs. They walked all the way down the hall and into Brendon’s room. The room was a dark shade of blue. It had a small couch on the right wall with a fish ta

Home Town: 2 by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Home Town: 2

He walked up to them and grabbed Ryan’s arm. “Excuse me, we need to go now. Come on, Ry.” Brendon paid for the food quickly and they rushed out of the store. They ran the whole way home. Ryan and Brendon arrived at Brendon’s house safely. The house was quite big; it was a light shade of blue with white shudders. There was no porch, only three steps down from the big wooden door. “You okay?” Brendon stopped Ryan at the door. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Brendon could tell that Ryan was badly shaken. “Okay.” Brendon opened the door and Ryan walked in. “Thanks.” “

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Bob Gone Wrong by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Bob Gone Wrong

Untitled I just don’t get it. Why does he end up with everyone but me? What did I do or not do to deserve this? He's been with Frankie, Ray, even his fucking brother, well, for one night…but still! Never me, I’m getting real pissed and I swear, next time I see him- I just I’m going to-oh, hey, here he is. I smiled as Gerard walked by, whistlin

A Ryden Story by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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A Ryden Story

I turned the corner, running to catch up to him, he was too fast, but I couldn’t just let go like that. It’s not happening. We’ve been through too much for it to just blow over like this. “RYYY-RYYY!! WAIT!!” I called at the top of my lungs, but he kept on running. I looked up to the sky, praying for a refugee, praying for someone to help me. I loved him, it couldn’t end like this. Then it happened. It started to pour, and I knew Ryan’s shoes didn’t have a good enough grip. Course I had my Nike’s on and that would do good for me. Hehehehe. I watched Ryan turn another corner as I picked up my pac

Time to Change by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Time to Change

“He’s been so different. I mean, I can’t even talk to him. He doesn’t talk back. He just sits in his room and drinks.” Frank sighed. He was talking to Ray about Gerard’s depression, drug and alcohol abuse and family illnesses. It was crossing the line. It was time to change. Gerard’s door was cracked open, the lights were off and he was in the corner of the room, bottles and needles around him. The only light in there was from the outside rooms. It was sad, and Gerard heard every word they were saying. Pathetic. He stumbled to his feet and opened the door, walking out and stopping in front of them, using

The Ghost Of You by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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The Ghost Of You

The Ghost Of You There was a going away party for Gerard, he was in high school, had a band that was doing great, he still had his Umbrella Academy in works, everything was fine. Except the fact he was drafted into the war at the age of sixteen. All his buddies, groupies, co-workers, and family was there. They all said bye, tears were shed, hearts broken. He said his final goodbye’s to his parents, his mom was hysterical. “I’m sorry ma, please don’t cry. I’ll be back.” Gerard hugged his mom, she didn’t want to let him go. “It’s okay,” His father assured her. “He

Hazelnut Eyes by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Hazelnut Eyes

Hazelnut Eyes The younger boy, Ryan, crashed into the older boy’s, Brendon, chest. His small, thin frame shook violently, his face was bruised and his lip busted. Brendon gasped; it wasn’t the first time he’d seen Ryan like this. He didn’t have to ask who it was, he already knew. Ryan had come in this condition about a dozen times in the past three months, it was his dad. “Come on Ryan, let’s get you cleaned up.” Brendon lifted the small trembling boy gently and brought him to the bathroom. Soft sobs were coming from Ryan as he sat on the toilet seat lid quietly. Brendon turned the water to the shower o

Hazelnut Eyes 2 by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Hazelnut Eyes 2

Hazelnut Eyes 2 Major rhythm disturbance. That’s what the doctors called it. George Ryan Ross had not died. He had major rhythm disturbance in his heart. The heart monitors say his heart had stopped, that he had died, the heart monitor, was wrong. He was alive; he woke up in his coffin and disappeared. This used to happen in the old days, they would burry the people with bells, so if they were alive, they could ring it and they would be taken out. Six feet under. Three Months Later “So, what you’re trying to say is… Ryan isn’t dead?” Brendon was extremely confused; he had been taking a shower when the doctor

Nameless by XxMyChemRomancexX, literature

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Nameless

Choo Choo Choo off goes the train to the middle of town. It picks up the kids, and turns smiles to frowns. Complicated, you see. It's time for you to be with me. It's been so long two hundred and forty years, to be aexact. Not that you care.. But only to be fair, I'll go ff and take you to dinner. I cant get much thinner. I've been starved from you. It's so true. Parched from your blood and starved from your flesh. Yes, it's true. I've been waiting for you.

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ribbon room seven by missxscissorhands, literature

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ribbon room seven

Take my shoe strings All my selfish things If you please insist tie ribbon on my wrist to never forget what I meant You've laced me in Medicate room seven I'll plot myself back The things I had Take my shoes strings All my selfish things My keys and my cards You've insisted on clocks Until the spinning stops Talking for hours on end I'm too tired for seven's bed If you tied ribbon less I'd make more a mess Memory fresh Lungs of ash Take my shoe strings All my selfish things My keys and my cards My soul and my heart

Heartbeats by missxscissorhands, literature

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Heartbeats

It's kind of the saddest thing William's ever received in his inbox. Not really. More like beautiful. Gabe's holed up in the studio, broadcasting it to the whole world and William watches when he can, but that's not often. That's the sad part. He can see Gabe, but Gabe can't see him. Or hear him. It aches. When it's too early to be the middle of the night, but too late to be the early morning, William opens a message from Gabe. It isn't as simple as some of the messages Gabe sends, quickly between recording takes or falling asleep. There isn't much space between punctuation and the voice William reads it in is tired and hungry. In need of

Believe In That by missxscissorhands, literature

redlittleboys by missxscissorhands, literature

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redlittleboys

Imagine a kid in a kitchen. It's not really any traditional kitchen. It's one of those modern kitchens that expands, flows easily with the linolieum floor to the dining area. It's got a high ceiling and everything is either white, off-white, or egg-white in texture and in color. Imagine the room flanked in sunlight, screaming in through the glass double doors that slide open. The kind of doors that let you really see just how green the grass is outside. Imagine this kid's feet dangling on the second rung of the bar stool, eating his breakfast. The box of cereal still out, along with the entire gallon of milk. Imagine this kid reading the puzz

middle of the night by missxscissorhands, literature

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middle of the night

The tension and the fury are both gripped in the back All shades of red and pink clutter along fingernail tags White noise branches off the trunk of sleeplessness A terror built up in the high rises of Ambien doses Quick to be dependent Slow to be accepted Fluttering in your lungs Hooks where stars are hung The open shut of bruised blue eyes captures a digital Constant devotion to know the hour is irrational The chill stays locked on legs and shoulder blades The heat is present in mind and impossible to change Quick to be dependent Slow to be accepted Fluttering in your lungs Hooks where stars are hung Terrified of high rise

cold in baby towns by missxscissorhands, literature

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cold in baby towns

There's a filthy piano chord washed into his eyes Dirty as city snow What a glorious time warp of a person Melted down against skipping records Feeling sun bleached Content in just dropping by Bags in hand, grin in place Dirty as driven city snow Shot for nerve endings With the body odor of a pen in heat Strong and incomplete until he speaks There's an angle cut across his mouth Dirty as sloshed city snow Kissing girls under misteltoe Missing the point in the long run Built up on heated tongues Cemented against the paperbacks Dirty as drowning city snow

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Deviant for 16 years
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Current Residence: do i live near you?
Favourite genre of music: Punk/Rock/Alternitive
Favourite photographer: Mah frien Josh
Skin of choice: Gerard's or Ryan's
Personal Quote: "Why can't it just burn in unholy places"

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gee wayyy

Favourite Movies

Wanted and The Dark Knight

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

My Chemical Romance

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darrell, rhea

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Pens, pencils, key boards

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music, writing, drawing, photography

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XxMyChemRomancexX

Oct 22, 2008

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

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welllll ive got about four minutes till i have to leave:[ so this is going to be quick. how's everyone doingg? im okay, i guess. concert was funnn. uhh. school is shit. ahhh crap. gotta go already.  jeez. peacee ---gii

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XxMyChemRomancexX

Oct 14, 2008

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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waiting for the busssssss ive got about twenty minutes left. ughhh :[ savee mee... -sigh- well, on my watch, today is wednesday, because we have no school friday. so ha! -looks both ways- sorry, im upset and hyper. blllaahh i dont feel good. alright, talk to me later pleaseee ---gi

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XxMyChemRomancexX

Oct 12, 2008

Sunday, October 12, 2008

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hi everybody! -in response- hi Dr. Nick! baha, good times. hmm.. sick off of pizza rolls and ranch -shudders- gotta paint a door today. mah bellah hurts. two hours and 12 minutes left. woo. to what? i refuse to tell! muahaha. nothing new. i'll talk to you guys later.