I tried to wait until the 21st, but I couldn't do it. I have such a fear of a member or all of My Chemical Romance dying. I know they have to die some day, or maybe not, that might explain how they still look like 25 year olds sometimes. I still can't make a coherent comment because I can't even see the screen because of all the crying I just did. If ANY fic ever deserved to be published, it's this one. You throw curve balls at me left and right, and making me wish I had a complete copy in my hand so I could read it all in one day. I hope to god you never stop writing. I feel like I need a brown paper bag and keep chanting that they aren't dead it's only a story. Amazing.