MCR.

Welcome to the Black Parade.
- .My Chemical Romance. <3

Music is the melody of the soul. The soul is changing.

120.

IT'S FUCKING ON, BITCH.

120; YOU AND ME. FUCK, I'LL KICK YOUR FAGGOTRY ASS AND CUT YOUR DICK OFF.


LOVE, SARA <3

It's not all about YOU.

The world doesn't revolve around you. It's not all about YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU. You did this; you sacrificed this for this; you're the mature one who had to suffer through so much bullshit because you were the only one who was capable of it; you're full of self-pity and excuses. You blame your surroundings for your behaviour and personality.

Let's stop. Please. I don't want to tarnish my memories, nor ruin what's left of my respect for you. I'll live my life; you live yours. It'd have been much better if we hadn't met at all.

Letting you go.

It's over and done with. I shouldn't have seen it-EVER. Curiosity got the better of me, I guess. I wish I'd never, NEVER seen it, or even know that it had ever existed. It just confirmed what I'd been suspecting all along: it confirmed that I still missed you; it confirmed that you really did mean it; it confirmed that everything really was over.

I've already come to accept the fact that you're never going to fade within my memories nor my heart. You're a bittersweet memory that I wouldn't trade for anything; but that's the end of it all. There IS nothing to continue nor look forward to; I just wish that if I had known what was going to happen, I would have shown you how much you meant to me, and how much you helped me with, and -

How I'd loved you so much; and that you'd always stay in my thoughts.

I think, for the second time ever, I can,

Finally let you go. Please don't forget - smile. You were the best thing that happened to my miserable 2009. I love you; I always will.




*** NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT!!! SPENCER.