Damn Clear
(...) I closed my eyes, took a deep breath. For a full minute I let the darkness be the only thing around me, I listened to my heart beat. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again: The 2nd door was still there. ¬ -I don't... I'm not crazy or drunk!(...) What would happen if you suddenly discovered that there is one more room in your apartment? This is what Mikey Way will discover:
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Não sei que eu sou, mas sei de quem e do que eu gosto: Gosto de My Chemical Romance, A Perfect Circle, Bullet For My Valentine, The C...
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The Black Parade Is Dead, but not in our hearts.
I was always considered by society to be the weird type of person. I've always been interested in death, cemeteries, blood and dead bodies. But I never imagined that I could fall in love with the latter. She came fresh from the grave and she was so cadaverous, her strong smell intoxicated me, but I loved her, I loved her more than the two of us. But my love wasn't enough and it all ends here, where this story begins.
Although boys my age prefer some pornography to shake their pants, in suggestive movements, naturally governed by their adolescent hormones, throughout the night, in the absence of their parents; I just manage to entertain myself with mysteries, blood and stupid dialogue, between characters that don't constitute the slightest iota of charisma and reputation. Nice to meet you, Frank. And no, I don't have any kind of interest in, and/or admiration for, the Twilight Saga. Although, I confess to you, I have a slight fondness for vampires.
"Confusion. A word that best defines this miserable life. Now I hope one solves your life for me to solve mine. Irony, no? So it is. Frank is very special, but he's caused me so much trouble that now I have to wait for him to sort it out with Gerard. Mikey? I don't know. I don't know what happened to him. Maybe he really likes me, but he's my best friend and I still prefer girls. Ray? In love with Betty. What to do? I like Ray, but I wouldn't hand over Betty like that, hand in hand. So I ask you a question: What am I going to do with my life? I don't want to lose Betty or Frank. Much less Mikey. Frank is "trying" to get along with Gerard, but I can't let them be together. I love him. Wait... Love doesn't exist."
- What's it? - Anything! - So what do you look at? What the hell is there? - he did. worried. And careful. *Sun* *Shine*! *Sun* *Shine*! *Hurting*, *Inside* *My* *Mind*!
"Confusion. A word that best defines this miserable life. Now I hope one solves your life for me to solve mine. Irony, no? So it is. Frank is very special, but he's caused me so much trouble that now I have to wait for him to sort it out with Gerard. Mikey? I don't know. I don't know what happened to him. Maybe he really likes me, but he's my best friend and I still prefer girls. Ray? In love with Betty. What to do? I like Ray, but I wouldn't hand over Betty like that, hand in hand. So I ask you a question: What am I going to do with my life? I don't want to lose Betty or Frank. Much less Mikey. Frank is "trying" to get along with Gerard, but I can't let them be together. I love him. Wait... Love doesn't exist."