dead!insomniac

Hello.

Time.: Tonight, tonight.
Mood.: I miss quizilla. *pouts*.
Sound.: Drown.
Love.: Orange mohawks.
New.: Hotdogs and Scabies

Go read my journals.

Stories.

Frank on a Leash

Mikey is a tragically ignored/abused kid who decides one day to tell the world to fuck off and be goth. Frank Iero/Mikey Way. This is my baby story, so be nice.

Marry Me, Stay the Same

Gerard's little brother is worried about how he is living alone, so buys a male-order bride! wiL Francis/Gerard Way

Descending Angel

Adrienne dies and is reborn as Frank's dead twin brother. But her new life is a present for a purpose: to stop Gerard Way from killing himself. co-written by Faitily; Yours

Never Thought This Life WasPossible

Gerard is a pregnant housewife, but the glamour of a house and a lawn and white picket fences aren't enough for him...are they? Gerard/Mikey Way

Disclaimer(s): wil Francis is NOT a gay French mail-order bride, Mikey Way is NOT a gay goth kid who gets killed by Bob Bryar, Gerard is NOT the pregnant wife of Mikey, and Spencer Smith is NOT fat.

Dead!insomniac.

I want to hear you scream you like me better on my knees

Just cause you're bigger than me, just cause you're smarter than me, does not mean.. no way, no how.. I'm sucking you off.. for any amount of money!
As you can see above, I like...um, music. Right now I'm into the Pretty.Odd CD, but my favorite changes from day-to-day. I don't have very many friends because I'm a hella-boring person and I live in my head. The problem with that is people don't live in my head so they have no idea what's going on with me. I'm half in love with Tegan Quin. I don't really like the internet that much, but I do like to write and talk to nice people, so...be nice to me.
Th-a End!

Wait, I lied. It's not the end. I want to leave with some great parting words: Gerard Way would make the worst vampire ever. He hates violence and sexism, defacing the two greatest attributes of vampires--innate sex appeal and superhuman strength. Plus...he'd end up having to get his fangs pulled.

Alter ego.

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A list of stories that set my heart in a vat of acid.

Name: Percible the croW Corgan
Age: -
Gender: -
Location: Leaping lizards, Batman!
Joined date: January 13th, 2008

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I direct you now to the words strung up by piano strings below me, they house most of all you'll ever need to know about Percible the Great and Terrible...AKA Amberlina.

The other stuff: I am sixteen, bordering on the age of the ocean. Large crowds scare me because I feel like the floor could cave in with all the weight proportioned at that point in the earth's crust and kill us all. The happiest I have ever been was probably at a My Chemical Romance concert, and that's why I do this. A burst of happiness that floods my veins at the acoustics of Disenchanted that no one else could or ever tried to give me.

It isn't much, notes melding into chords caressed by words half-sung and half-cried, but it's all I fucking have, okay? My muse has fluttered off and left me, and all that remains is the sound.

Bright Eyes matters a whole lot to me. More than the walls of my room. I only feel safe under the coat of acoustics and trombone solos and sad words put to jambles. Music doesn't have to be fast or complicated or upbeat to be great. It doesn't. Fingers flying overzealous on a fretboard can't compare to Conor's words.

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