Danielle McCracken
- Name
- Danielle McCracken
- Age
- 17
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- August 28th, 2007
Suck The Words Right Out Of My Voice...
Keep the Faith
Latest update: Part 223 on March 14th, 2009Better Off As Lovers
Latest update: Part 7 on January 7th, 2009Take All That You Have And Turn It Into Something You Were Missing
Latest update: Part 5 on August 29th, 2008Not Knowing You'd Change From Just One Bite
Latest update: Part 18 on July 16th, 2008...And I Love You
Latest update: Part 1 on July 1st, 2008Giving In
Latest update: Part 1 on June 23rd, 2008Random SongFics
Latest update: Part 6 on May 12th, 2008Incapable
Latest update: Part 1 on April 24th, 2008But It's My Birthday
Latest update: Part 1 on April 10th, 2008The Angels Just Cut Out Her Tongue
Latest update: Part 11 on March 31st, 2008
...And Breathe Them Back Into Yourself.
My hero, my idol, my love, my way of life; Bert McCracken.
April 21st, 2008Bert McCracken's Birthday
February 24th, 2008Nine In The Afternoon...and kitty.
February 17th, 2008Songs Please =]
January 12th, 2008So I met Ray Toro...[[true story]]
December 22nd, 2007If you have any 'MCR Saved My Life Stories...'
December 5th, 2007Casey Calvert [[RIP]]
November 25th, 2007Gerard Way [[a hero]]
November 18th, 2007Happy Birthday Frank [[a story]]
October 31st, 2007Dear Gerard and Bert, [[a rant]]
September 25th, 2007
Army of Skanks
Vengenz
skeletal lamping.
Patrick Stump.About
Danielle McCracken:
x. Is a girl.
x. Seventeen, but thinks shes older.
x. Lives in New Jersey and loves it. For now.
x. Strictly drinks coffee, Rockstar, Vitamin Water, and regular water.
x. Matches her shoes to her shirt. Always.
x. When in doubt, black and white checkered vans go with everything.
x. Vegetarian since 01-29-08.
x. Goes to more concerts then she can afford.
x. Can't spell, but appreciates proper grammar.
x. Will only wear a shirt with a band name on it.
x. Can pick a liar out of a crowd.
x. Doesn't care about a lot of things.
x. Really quiet. She learns a lot that way.
x. Been there. Rocked that.
x. Over thinks everything.
x. Rarely smiles. Yuck braces.
x. Not straight edge, and doesn't care what you think.
x. Finds imperfections in just about everything.
x. Will not turn her music down.
x. Really digs this kid named Robert Edward McCracken.
x. No remorse. No regret.
x. Loves anything checkerboard.
x. Avoids the sun.
x. Has a mouth like a truck driver.
x. Does whatever the fuck she wants.
x. Can't stand herself, so she leaves it up to rock and roll.
x. Is the drummer and not paid to understand any of this.
x. Has holes in her ears that she makes bigger now and again.
x. Love is the movement.
x. Can talk shit about people for hours.
x. Secretly thinks she's a vampire.
x. Always has a hoodie on, even in the summer.
x. Has her walls plastered with pictures.
x. They remind her of what her future will look like.
x. Will wake you up at 3 am to kill a bug.
x. Has a weird fear of mirrors.
x. Hates people.
x.Loves Lives The Used and My Chemical Romance. LE GASP! Yes, I said both.
x. Will save her dog before she saves a person.
x. Random car rides make her smile.
x. Is sick of reading the MCR bible.
x. Don't wake her up unless you have a deathwish.
x. Finds lip gloss utterly disgusting.
x. Didn't think she would have enough shit to fill this profile.
x. Is only gonna live once, so she'll fuck it up right.
aaaaaaaaa
The Used.What do I say about five beautiful boys who have changed my life in more ways imagineable? Yes, five. Bert McCracken, Quinn Allman, Jeph Howard, Dan Whitesides, and Branden Steineckert (can't forget about him). This band is my everything. They have been my life for over four years now. Their music spoke to me. They took everything I had bottled up inside me and just spilled it out. I remember printing out the lyrics to The Taste Of Ink, and hiding them in my drawer so my mom wouldn't see it because I would get in trouble for it having the word fucking on it. I took that paper out every day and would just read it, until I had it memorized. I was fucking eleven years old. Their music makes me feel so alive. It gives me something to look forward to. Not a day goes by where I don't listen to them. This band has always been there for me. When no one else cared, I would turn on The Used and suddenly I mattered. Suddenly there was someone else who knew what I was going through. Who felt the same shit I did. This band has taught me to never ever fucking give up. They taught me that as long as I believe in myself, no one can ever break me down. And that's something I really needed to believe in. The boys in The Used have suffered through so much. Addiction, heart break, loss, abandonment, rejection. Nothing has ever killed this band. No matter what kind of shit they're going through, or have gone through, they still have the courage to get up on stage and be a bunch of silly kids. They don't care about what others think. They get up there, they're not in costumes, or uniforms, they're up there being real. They have such an I-don't-give-a-shit attitude, that I have learned to live my life by. They've taught me that shit happens and you can either sit and cry about it, or grow a pair and move on. Listening to them, I can't help but smile. Something about their energy, their power, their determination and enthusiasim. They are just perfect. Each and every one of them. When you go out to a The Used show, you know that they are gonna give it there all. They are gonna give you a show you're never, ever going to fucking forget. This band means so much to me. I would give my life for The Used if it meant them inspiring someone else the way they did me. I would be a filthy fucking liar if I said The Used didn't change my life for the better. I get a lot of shit when people see how in love I am with this band, but I don't care. I will stand up for them until the day I fucking die. These boys are my role models, my heroes, whether people find them suitable or not. I will never stop loving this band, ever. Through the voice of Bert McCracken, the melodies of Quinn Allman, the strumming of Jeph Howard, and the beats of Dan Whitesides and Branden Steineckert , I've found myself. It's safe to say I wouldn't be the person I am today if it weren't for them.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~Read how I met them here.~
aaaaaaa
My Chemical Romance.This band, much like The Used, means a shit load to me. Why aren't they first, you ask? Well, let's see. An older friend of mine played me Vampires Will Never Hurt You. "I like it," I said, but nothing came of it. Yes, I made her burn me a copy of I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love, yes I would occasionaly pop it in my disc player while doing homework or something, but that was it. It wasn't until I saw the premier of the I'm Not Ok (I Promise) video that I really got into them. I called up my friend (the one who'd given me bullets) and asked her if she had Revenge. When she said she did, I asked her for a copy. She gave it to my brother, who gave it to me, and I had it on repeat for months. Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge is deffinately one of my favorite albums of all time. The lyrics gave me a completely new outlook on life. It gave me the courage to stand up for myself and "battle the demons." It changed me as a person. I became obsessed with the lyrics, the sound, the image, them. I looked into each one of their lives, I wanted to know everything about them (fan girl? Yes..I was thirteen). The concept of things like death, and vampires, and revenge. Things that today I am still obessed with. This is what their album gave me. Now, those who know me know that I am a huge music brat. As MCR started getting popular, I started to drift away from the band. I stopped listening to them on a daily basis, stopped researching their lives, pretty much stopped caring. I didn't stop loving them. Never ever did I not call MCR one of my favorite bands. And then, The Black Parade. When this album dropped, I already knew what was going to happen. I knew I was going to hate it. I didn't even pick it up the day it came out. About three weeks after it's release, I was in the record store and grabbed a copy. When I got home I put it in my computer. I think I got to I Don't Love You, and turned it off, put it in it's case, and tossed somewhere among the rest of my unlistened to CD's. I felt as if the band I knew and loved was gone. That they had changed everything about themselves, that they had sold out. Yes, I did think they sold out and I'm not afraid to say so. The songs didn't have the same effect on me, and still today I feel TBP is lyrically their weakest album. I lost this band. I had completely drifted away from them. Until they were announced as a Bamboozle headliner. It was probably around January 2007 that I started to acknowledge them again. I broke out TBP and tried to make myself listen to it. I still couldn't. But, I got caught up on them, and their lives, and the band's news. It wasn't until the end of April, when I realized I would be seeing them in a week, that I actually gave the new album a chance. I put it in, and let it play through. Immediately, I fell in love again. I came to realize that those five boys still had the same passion that they always had. They had just grown as people. The had matured as a band. After a week of listening to The Black Parade, seeing them perform sealed the deal for me. Seeing the crowds reactions, seeing kids crying, and screaming the lyrics, just as in love as I had been when I saw them for the first time in 2005. I look back on that year I lost with them, and I hate myself. Being a My Chemical Romance fan hasn't just given me five people to look up to, it's given me five best friends that I know will always be there for me. They've taught me so much. They've taught me to love myself. Through thier music they've showed me that it's ok to be fucked up, and I might never be ok, but that's fine. They've showed me that I'm perfect the way I am and no one should ever try to change me. No one should ever beat me down. That I can take whatever life throws at me because I have a whole motherfucking army to back me up. Every time I hear Gerard sing, or see Mikey smile, or hear Frank's giggle, or watch Bob pound away at his drums with passion, or see Ray's hair, I know that nothing can beat me down. This band has always been there for me, whether I had been there for them or not. Because of these five amazing boys, I will stand up fucking tall. I will never let them take me alive. I will never give in. I will never have to walk this world alone.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaCurrently Listening To:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa1. Deja Entendu- Brand New
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa2. Forever Comes Too Soon- The Years Gone By
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa3. Shallow Believer- The Used
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa4. Run Like Hell- Van Atta High
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa5. XO- LeATHERMOUTH
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaMyspace//YouTube//Facebook
aaaaaaaaaaaaa
x. Is a girl.
x. Seventeen, but thinks shes older.
x. Lives in New Jersey and loves it. For now.
x. Strictly drinks coffee, Rockstar, Vitamin Water, and regular water.
x. Matches her shoes to her shirt. Always.
x. When in doubt, black and white checkered vans go with everything.
x. Vegetarian since 01-29-08.
x. Goes to more concerts then she can afford.
x. Can't spell, but appreciates proper grammar.
x. Will only wear a shirt with a band name on it.
x. Can pick a liar out of a crowd.
x. Doesn't care about a lot of things.
x. Really quiet. She learns a lot that way.
x. Been there. Rocked that.
x. Over thinks everything.
x. Rarely smiles. Yuck braces.
x. Not straight edge, and doesn't care what you think.
x. Finds imperfections in just about everything.
x. Will not turn her music down.
x. Really digs this kid named Robert Edward McCracken.
x. No remorse. No regret.
x. Loves anything checkerboard.
x. Avoids the sun.
x. Has a mouth like a truck driver.
x. Does whatever the fuck she wants.
x. Can't stand herself, so she leaves it up to rock and roll.
x. Is the drummer and not paid to understand any of this.
x. Has holes in her ears that she makes bigger now and again.
x. Love is the movement.
x. Can talk shit about people for hours.
x. Secretly thinks she's a vampire.
x. Always has a hoodie on, even in the summer.
x. Has her walls plastered with pictures.
x. They remind her of what her future will look like.
x. Will wake you up at 3 am to kill a bug.
x. Has a weird fear of mirrors.
x. Hates people.
x.Loves Lives The Used and My Chemical Romance. LE GASP! Yes, I said both.
x. Will save her dog before she saves a person.
x. Random car rides make her smile.
x. Is sick of reading the MCR bible.
x. Don't wake her up unless you have a deathwish.
x. Finds lip gloss utterly disgusting.
x. Didn't think she would have enough shit to fill this profile.
x. Is only gonna live once, so she'll fuck it up right.
aaaaaaaaa
The Used.What do I say about five beautiful boys who have changed my life in more ways imagineable? Yes, five. Bert McCracken, Quinn Allman, Jeph Howard, Dan Whitesides, and Branden Steineckert (can't forget about him). This band is my everything. They have been my life for over four years now. Their music spoke to me. They took everything I had bottled up inside me and just spilled it out. I remember printing out the lyrics to The Taste Of Ink, and hiding them in my drawer so my mom wouldn't see it because I would get in trouble for it having the word fucking on it. I took that paper out every day and would just read it, until I had it memorized. I was fucking eleven years old. Their music makes me feel so alive. It gives me something to look forward to. Not a day goes by where I don't listen to them. This band has always been there for me. When no one else cared, I would turn on The Used and suddenly I mattered. Suddenly there was someone else who knew what I was going through. Who felt the same shit I did. This band has taught me to never ever fucking give up. They taught me that as long as I believe in myself, no one can ever break me down. And that's something I really needed to believe in. The boys in The Used have suffered through so much. Addiction, heart break, loss, abandonment, rejection. Nothing has ever killed this band. No matter what kind of shit they're going through, or have gone through, they still have the courage to get up on stage and be a bunch of silly kids. They don't care about what others think. They get up there, they're not in costumes, or uniforms, they're up there being real. They have such an I-don't-give-a-shit attitude, that I have learned to live my life by. They've taught me that shit happens and you can either sit and cry about it, or grow a pair and move on. Listening to them, I can't help but smile. Something about their energy, their power, their determination and enthusiasim. They are just perfect. Each and every one of them. When you go out to a The Used show, you know that they are gonna give it there all. They are gonna give you a show you're never, ever going to fucking forget. This band means so much to me. I would give my life for The Used if it meant them inspiring someone else the way they did me. I would be a filthy fucking liar if I said The Used didn't change my life for the better. I get a lot of shit when people see how in love I am with this band, but I don't care. I will stand up for them until the day I fucking die. These boys are my role models, my heroes, whether people find them suitable or not. I will never stop loving this band, ever. Through the voice of Bert McCracken, the melodies of Quinn Allman, the strumming of Jeph Howard, and the beats of Dan Whitesides and Branden Steineckert , I've found myself. It's safe to say I wouldn't be the person I am today if it weren't for them.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~Read how I met them here.~
aaaaaaa
My Chemical Romance.This band, much like The Used, means a shit load to me. Why aren't they first, you ask? Well, let's see. An older friend of mine played me Vampires Will Never Hurt You. "I like it," I said, but nothing came of it. Yes, I made her burn me a copy of I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love, yes I would occasionaly pop it in my disc player while doing homework or something, but that was it. It wasn't until I saw the premier of the I'm Not Ok (I Promise) video that I really got into them. I called up my friend (the one who'd given me bullets) and asked her if she had Revenge. When she said she did, I asked her for a copy. She gave it to my brother, who gave it to me, and I had it on repeat for months. Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge is deffinately one of my favorite albums of all time. The lyrics gave me a completely new outlook on life. It gave me the courage to stand up for myself and "battle the demons." It changed me as a person. I became obsessed with the lyrics, the sound, the image, them. I looked into each one of their lives, I wanted to know everything about them (fan girl? Yes..I was thirteen). The concept of things like death, and vampires, and revenge. Things that today I am still obessed with. This is what their album gave me. Now, those who know me know that I am a huge music brat. As MCR started getting popular, I started to drift away from the band. I stopped listening to them on a daily basis, stopped researching their lives, pretty much stopped caring. I didn't stop loving them. Never ever did I not call MCR one of my favorite bands. And then, The Black Parade. When this album dropped, I already knew what was going to happen. I knew I was going to hate it. I didn't even pick it up the day it came out. About three weeks after it's release, I was in the record store and grabbed a copy. When I got home I put it in my computer. I think I got to I Don't Love You, and turned it off, put it in it's case, and tossed somewhere among the rest of my unlistened to CD's. I felt as if the band I knew and loved was gone. That they had changed everything about themselves, that they had sold out. Yes, I did think they sold out and I'm not afraid to say so. The songs didn't have the same effect on me, and still today I feel TBP is lyrically their weakest album. I lost this band. I had completely drifted away from them. Until they were announced as a Bamboozle headliner. It was probably around January 2007 that I started to acknowledge them again. I broke out TBP and tried to make myself listen to it. I still couldn't. But, I got caught up on them, and their lives, and the band's news. It wasn't until the end of April, when I realized I would be seeing them in a week, that I actually gave the new album a chance. I put it in, and let it play through. Immediately, I fell in love again. I came to realize that those five boys still had the same passion that they always had. They had just grown as people. The had matured as a band. After a week of listening to The Black Parade, seeing them perform sealed the deal for me. Seeing the crowds reactions, seeing kids crying, and screaming the lyrics, just as in love as I had been when I saw them for the first time in 2005. I look back on that year I lost with them, and I hate myself. Being a My Chemical Romance fan hasn't just given me five people to look up to, it's given me five best friends that I know will always be there for me. They've taught me so much. They've taught me to love myself. Through thier music they've showed me that it's ok to be fucked up, and I might never be ok, but that's fine. They've showed me that I'm perfect the way I am and no one should ever try to change me. No one should ever beat me down. That I can take whatever life throws at me because I have a whole motherfucking army to back me up. Every time I hear Gerard sing, or see Mikey smile, or hear Frank's giggle, or watch Bob pound away at his drums with passion, or see Ray's hair, I know that nothing can beat me down. This band has always been there for me, whether I had been there for them or not. Because of these five amazing boys, I will stand up fucking tall. I will never let them take me alive. I will never give in. I will never have to walk this world alone.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaCurrently Listening To:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa1. Deja Entendu- Brand New
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa2. Forever Comes Too Soon- The Years Gone By
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa3. Shallow Believer- The Used
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa4. Run Like Hell- Van Atta High
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa5. XO- LeATHERMOUTH
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaMyspace//YouTube//Facebook
aaaaaaaaaaaaa
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