I don't even know I just keep writing
I don't even know.
It's buzzcut season, anyway.
When a new tour guide is employed at the Port Arthur Historic Site, will he get through to Ryan Ross, a man with more secrets than the penitentiary? ::Ryden.:: *Update: Note. AND ANOTHER ONE.*
-Miley Cyrus plays in the distance.- No, I can't stooooop.
ALL THE POETRY.
Once again, please read?
Please give this a read, I need opinions this time.
Queen of the unnecessary titles.
Hozzie's oneshot! It's sad. Very much so.
Jalex. || Destructive love oneshot? Fuck me, I dunno. Contains self-harm and eating disorders, ooo.
The BAU are running out of time as a series of porn stars - male and female - are turning up dead. R & R? Chapter Four is UP.
Apparently all my sense goes out the window at 1 AM.
I have no idea what this is.
Is it a crime to wanna shine in my white go-go boots?
I can't wait for you to get back.
Gabilliam lyrics. R&R?
I'm fucked if I know where this came from.
This is actually fucking worth a read, so.
Bad French poetry.
This city sucks. || Majorly inspired by Pete Wentz's 'Gray'. R&R? Note inside.
He's waiting for you.
We don't use it enough. // R&R?
Pure teenage self-hatred & angst. R & R?
FRERARD! Gerard Way - 22 year old serial killer. Frank Iero - his 16-year-old target. NOTE IN THE PROLOGUE!
Fuck this all. [One of my better songs! R&R?]