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I'm back!!!


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About Me:
1.) I AM a Christian...live with it and get over it if you don't like it!
2.)My birthday is May 13th
3.)I have brown hair but I desperatley want to dye it BLACK!
4.)I am VERY obsessive. I switch obsessions unexpectedly!
5.)I am very random. DEAL!
6.)AMERICAN IDOL is my passion!
7.)These are my favorite bands:
-My Chemical Romance
-Bon Jovi
-Def Leppard
-Backstreet Boys
-All-American Rejects
-Panic! At The Disco
-Fall Out Boy
-The Misfits
-McFly
-Son Of Dork
-AFI
-Avril Lavigne [Not a band I know but...]
-Nickelback
-Pencey Prep
-Papa Roach
8.) My lucky number is 13
9.) My favorite holiday is Halloween! [Not just because it's Frank's b-day]
10.) My favorite movie is Pirates Of The Carribean 1 and 2 and 3
11.) My theme song is Girlfriend!...not my favorite but my theme song.
12.) Nick Wheeler got me into Def Leppard
13.) I love House M.D.
14.) I live in North Carolina
15.) I am in love with my own story called 'I'll Never Let Them Hurt You (I Promise)
15.) Bekah, Hannah, and I OWN Frankie Iero!
16.) I watch Lifetime...
17.) I'm slow...
18.) I love Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends and Invader Zim
19.) My favorite candy is Skittles...
20.) Olly isn't my real name...it's just a cover name on the internet.
21.) I first and foremost want to be a singer.
22.) If me being a singer doesn't work out I want to be a Music Producer or Studio Technician. Possiblly Graphic Arts...or more simply called web design.

my heart belongs to: The one and only Zach Kearns!

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♥«´¨`•° Frankie °•´¨`»♥
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I am a vampire at heart!

I Don't Love You video


i love Frankie!

If any of you need a girlfriend for Frankie Iero in your stories ask me and I will be that girl!

Hilarious Things to in Wal Mart

-x-Grab 20 boxes of condoms and randomly place them in peoples carts when they're not looking

-x-Go to sporting goods and find a gun, then ask an employee if they knows where the anti-deppresants are

-x-Walk around sneakly whilst humming the Mission Impossible theme song out loud

-x-Grab one of the rubber play balls and throw them down the aisle yelling "I choose you Pikachu!"

-x-Wait until the overhead announcments come on and then fall to the floor yelling "No, The voices are back"

-x-Go into the changing rooms and wait a while then yell out "Hey, There's No Toilet Paper In Here!"

-x-Walk up to an employee and with a serious look say 'Code 39 in Linens" and then see what happens.

READ THIS!

tHiS Is WhAt LoVe MeAns
(Olly and Frankie were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Olly: Slow down. Im scared.
Frankie: No this is fun.
Olly: No its not. Please, its to scary!
Frankie: Then tell me you love me.
Olly: I love you. Slow down!
Frankie: Now give me a BIG hug.
(Olly hugs him)
Frankie: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.

The truth was that halfway down the road, Frankie realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let Olly know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.

I about cried when i read that!

92% of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch decided breathing wasn't cool. Put this is your profile if you are one of the 8% who would be laughing hysterically instead.

Okay, so you stereotype me.
By the way I dress, the type
of music I like, how I do my hair.
And you automatically assume
I'm that "typical emo girl"
I never gave myself a label, yet
you criticize me of being something
I'm not??? You are the one who
gave me this stamp across my forehead.
How can you judge what you
don't even know??? Once you are
in my shoes, see the pain and scars
I hide from everyone... That's the day
I dare you to look me in the eye
and tell me who I am.

PICKLES ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and yall HAVE to go to this website FRANKIE IERO IS GORGEUS

you so totally need to check out my bestfriend on here lucy tutton

the other thing i would lyk you to do is read my story it's good so i've herd so yea...i love Frankie Iero if you didn't kno that already duh! so yea and

this is my purevolume if nebody was wondering wut that was and

these are links to the best books ever!

blue is for nightmares

white is for magic

silver is for secrets

and they don't have a link to an excerpt from the fourth book but it's called red is for remembrance
CHERRY KOOLAID DUST ROCKS!!!!!!!

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Quotes

Frank: Has goldfinger ever had a flock of mooses advancing on him? It's a terrifying sight.
Mikey: That's not the plural of moose, it's moosi.
Gerard: Fuck off, it's meese.

Gerard: I have a nihilistic attitude so it's like, the new gay...it's popular. You know what I mean?
Frank: Popsicle is the new black.
Gerard: What did I say? Oh yeah. Screaming is the new gay, everybody's doing it.
Frank: I wish it were Popsicle.
Gerard: Popsicles?
Frank: Popsicles should be the new black and then everyone would have one.
Mikey: I like Popsicles...

One by one, penguins are stealing my sanity...
- Gerard Way

So many people treat you like you're a kid so you might as well act like one and throw your television out of the window.
- Gerard Way

This band is metal in that we have a lot of metal in our instruments and there's quite a lot of metal on my belt buckle as well.
- Mikey Way

We just have to watch Mikey and make sure he doesn't put anymore forks in the toaster
- Frank Iero

Which of your band mates is most likely to accidentally stick a fork in a toaster?
Frank: Mikey.
And who would yell 'Hey! It's still plugged in!'?
Mikey: That would be me.
Gerard: I would definitely be the one yelling. I think we're all very protective of Mikey for things like sticking forks in toasters.
Frank: It's funny because when we were recording, me and Mikey lived together and I would go to Gerard after and be like, 'I can't believe he did this today.'
Mikey: Yeah, I would leave the tea on overnight.
Frank: God forbid that kid ever lives alone!
Gerard: He had to promise he would watch him because he likes to do this thing where he'll take a heater into the shower and plug it in...
Frank: Oh god!
Gerard: ...and there's water everywhere!
Mikey: I did that one time...
Gerard: What about the times with the radio?
Mikey: ...and I was pretty warm when I did it though.

[THAT'S HILARIOUS!!!!!!]

At times there will be people out there who are willing to do anything to put you down! But don't EVER solve that with violence! Cause you're faster then them, better then them, and a HELL lot better looking then them!
- Gerard Way

"Be Yourself, Don't take anyone's shit and never let them take you alive..."
-Gerard Way

"LIVE EVERYDAY LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST"

~ Frank Iero

♥ If You Ever Felt Alone ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Rejected ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Confused ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Anxious ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Wrong ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Wronged ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Unclean ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Angry ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Ashamed ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Curious ♥
♥ If You Ever Felt Used ♥

♥ Be Prepared To Feel Revenge ♥
♥ Feel The Romance ♥

♥ My Brutal Romance ♥
♥ My Beautiful Romance ♥
♥ My Innocent Romance ♥
♥ My Childish Romance ♥
♥ My Miserable Romance ♥
♥ My X-Rated Romance ♥
♥ My Harlequin Romance ♥
♥ My Selfish Romance ♥

♥ My Chemical Romance ♥

The Ten Commandments of a Chemical Romance
1.Thou shalt not put a gun to thy lover's head.
2.Thou shalt be willing to die for love.
3.Thou shalt seek revenge on those who wrong you.
4.Thou shalt be a demolition lover.
5.Thou shalt unleash the bats.
6.Thou shalt protect thy lover from everything. (even vampires)
7.Thou shalt respect the lords, Gerard, Frank, Mikey, Bob, Ray
8.Thou shalt sing the holy hymns of the chemical romance.
9.Thou shalt see beauty in bloody love.
10.Thou shalt rock hard.

The Ten Commandments of the Black Parade
1.Thou shalt except death as it comes
2.Thou shalt sing and march without question
3.Thou shalt face fear and regret
4.thou shalt let go of thy dreams
5.Thou shalt give blood
6.Thou shalt fear thy sins
7.Thou shalt protect thy brothers in arms
8.Thou shalt darken thy clothes
9.Thou shalt not walk this world alone
10.THOU SHALT CARRY ON!!!

The Ten Commandments of Frank Iero

1. Thou shall run around until thou can no longer breathe

2. Thou shall eat skittles

3. Thou shall let the singer feel thou up

4. Thou shall wear a badge on thy shirt collar or hood

5. Thou shall get tattoos

6. Thou shall kick random objects if they are in thy way (yes that means if they are in Gerard/Mikey too)

7. Thou shall grin with all teeth

8. Thou shall change hair style every year

9. Thou shall wear sunglasses in situations of conflict

10. Thou shall burn everything and call it Cajun

In this world, you are categorized by what you wear, how you act, and what you look like. This drives me insane. Stereotyping, racisms, and gossip. Those are the three main things teenagers experience at school. You would think the three main subjects would be more like math, science, and social studies. Maybe something like that. But the real world has nothing to do with these subjects (well, for teenagers, anyway.) When you go to school everyday, you are faced with challenges that adults find “silly” or “submissive.” These challenges are really harder than they seem. You can’t wear Etnie’s and a Hollister shirt together without being called a poser. You can’t paint your nails black without being called emo or goth. You can’t wear anything pink without being considered a prep. There are so many stereotypes to this world. Also, you think you are friends with someone one day, and the next you find out they’ve been talking about you behind your back for weeks. This world shouldn’t be like that. That’s just not right. Also, it is assumed that all black people are supposed to wear baggy clothes, listen to rap, and live in the ghetto. It is assumed that all white people aren’t cool, that they listen to rock and roll, and that they are goody-goodies. All skaters are potheads. All blondes are ditsy. All black people are cool. All smart kids are nerds.
Newsflash:

YOU’RE
FUCKING
WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[♥]We are all just a Black Parade, and when I Bring You My Bullets; You Better Bring Me Your Love so I don't have to give you Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge[♥]

1.Real M.C.R fans know more songs than Welcome to the Black Parade.

2.Real M.C.R fans know Gerard Way's brother's name

3.Real M.C.R fans shout 'YES!' when one of their songs comes on.

4.Real M.C.R fans punch their cousins/brothers/parents/friends for dissing Gerard's hair.

5.Real M.C.R fans know the names of everyone in the band and what they do.

6.Real M.C.R fans shop for hours just to find a jacket like the band's have for a M.C.R concert.

7.Real M.C.R fans take time to right on the front of all there underwear "i love gerard".

8.Real M.C.R fans ask their mom whats for dinner and are disappointed when she dont say gerard.

9.Real M.C.R fans start smoking 'cause they think they will be hawt like frank ang gerard.

10.Real M.C.R fans ask for bob for christmas and cry when they dont get him.

11.Real M.C.R fans do dirty things with their M.C.R action figures and are proud to admit it.

12.Real M.C.R fans sleep with a picture of M.C.R and actually have to wipe off the droole stains.

13.Real M.C.R fans piss them selfs when they see them.. on T.V.

14.Real M.C.R fans would admit to let them rape you.

15.Real M.C.R fans go in a rendition of Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge when they hear a guy in a restaurant say "So Long"

16.Real M.C.R fans have this on there profile,


JOIN the BLACK parade!

Here's to the kids who were never okay, who brought their bullets in return for your love. To the kids who live life on the murder scene, seeking revenge on those who wronged them.
To the kids who lost their fear of falling, who refuse to drink to show their support for Gerard's decision. Here's to the kids who sign their name xoxo, fuck sincerely. The kids who love demolition style, who would end their days in a hail of bullets for thy lover. Here's to the kids who will spend their nights dreaming of what life would be like if they were G. F. R. B. or M. instead of partying with others. Here's to the kids who play with action figures instead of doing homework.Here's to the kids who mourned over the loss of Mikey's glasses, here's to the kids who put bars and X's over their eyes to be just like their heroes. Here's to the kids who scream fuck you to anyone who starts shit with them. Here's to the kids who believe they're vampires, just like the MCR boys. Here's to the kids who were welcomed to the black parade. Here's to the kids who are not afraid to keep on living or walk this world alone. To the kids who could've been a better son. Here's to the kids who raise their glasses high for tomorrow we die, and we all go to hell. Here's to the kids who put sister to sleep, who set ferris wheels ablaze. To the kids who take pills that counteract the booze they drink. Here's to the kids with poison and pills. To the kids who Fire At Will. Here's to the kids who loved pansy, and all its glory. To the kids who cried at the sight of Robert Bryar burning on the set of FLW. Here's to every soldier, vampire, and parader, to every Fan. Here's to each and every one of you My Chemical Romance fans. Your dedication is what makes the world go round.

One day a 6 year old was sitting in a classroom. The teacher was going to explain evolution to the children. The teacher asked a little boy:

TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.
TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.
TEACHER: Did you see God?
TOMMY: No.
TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see God because he isn't there. He just doesn't exist.

A little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the boy some questions.

The teacher agreed and the little girl asked the
boy:
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the teacher?
TOMMY: Yes.
LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?
TOMMY: No.
LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today in school, she must not have one!

BURN!

"FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT" 2 CORINTHIANS 5:7

Suicide
Life is impossible. Suicide is your way out. Fine -- but before you kill yourself, consider these facts

Suicide is not usually successful.

You know a guaranteed way? Ask the 25yr old who tried to electrocute himself.
He lived. But, both of his arms are gone.

What about jumping? Ask John.
He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sence of humor.
That was before he lept from a building. Now, he's brain damaged and will always need care.
He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But, worst of all, he knows he used to be normal.

What about pills? Ask the 12yr old with extensice liver damage from an overdose.
Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.

What about a gun?
Ask the 24yr old who shot himself in the head.
Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side.
He lived through his "foolproof" suicide.

You might too. But .. who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling?
Commercial cleaning companies may refuse the job
-- but someone has to do it. Who will cut you down from where you hung yourself, or identify your bloated body after you've drowned? :
Your father?
Your mother?
Your sister or brother?
The carefully worded "loving" suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will never completely recover.
They'll feel regret and an unending pain.

Suicide is contagious. Look around your family.
You do have other choices. There are people you can help you through this crisis.
Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police.
They will tell you there's hope. Maybe in a phone call this weekend. But what you're seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.

You say you don't want to be stopped?
Still want to do it?
Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later.
And we'll work with whatever you have left. There's always someone who will be there for you to talk things through even if it seems like no one is there for you.
Everything will get better, and it will be okay.

So whenever you are going to pick up that knife, or razor,
just think about all the people you are leaving behind, all the memories, and all the good times.

She Has Thought About That Many Times, But This Helped Her Through It. It Can Help You

Johnny Brought A Gun To School
Mommy... Johnny brought a gun to school, He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back, It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day, I never said good-bye, I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, He hit me and another, And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much, And please tell Chris; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now, And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best; Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class, And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one deserves this, Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know they really did try, I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, With a bullet in my chest, But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest.
Mommy I ran as fast as I could, When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if you would, I wanted to go to college;
I wanted to try things that were new, I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have kids, I wanted to be an actress, Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late, Mommy, please tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know; you know it's true, And Mommy all I wanted to say is, "Mommy, I love you."

Lily's Story
My name is Lilly
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Lilly
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.


There are thousands of kids out there just like Lilly.
And you can help.

Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to not be effected by this story. And because you are effected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.

Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a ife. Hey, you NEVER know.

My Version of Sk8ter Boi lyrics [Emo Boi]

He was a boy,
She was a girl,
Can I make it any more obvious
He was a goth,
She did ballet,
What more can I say
He wanted her,
She'd never tell, secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends,
Stuck up their nose,
They had a problem with his "scary" clothes

He was a emo boy,
She said see you later boy,
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face,
But her head was up in space,
She needed to come back down to earth

5 years from now,
She sits at home,
Feeding the baby, she's all alone
She turns on TV,
Guess who she sees,
Emo boy rockin up MTV,
She calls up her friends,
They already know,
And they've all got tickets to see his show
She tags along,
Stands in the crowd,
Looks up at the man that she turned down

He was a emo boy,
She said see you later boy,
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star,
Slamming on his guitar,
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

He was a emo boy,
She said see you later boy,
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star,
Slamming on his guitar,
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

Sorry girl but you missed out,
Well, tough luck that boy's mine now,
We are more than just good friends,
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see,
See the man that boy could be,
There is more that meets the eye,
I see the soul that is inside

He's just a boy,
And I'm just a girl,
Can I make it any more obvious
We are in love,
Haven't you heard,
How we rock each others world

I'm with the emo boy,
I said see you later boy,
I'll be back stage after the show
I'll be at the studio,
Singing the song we wrote,
About a girl you used to know

I'm with the emo boy,
I said see you later boy,
I'll be back stage after the show
I'll be at the studio,
Singing the song we wrote,
About a girl you used to know