Fudge Monkey; Cupcakes; Randomness

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/daughter. 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 ferries 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.

You know your obsessed with my chemical romance if...

You are on this site.

You have seen EVERY music video, including 'the old version of i'm not okay (i promise)'

Your desktop wallpaper is MCR themed.

You hate yourself coz you're too much of a chicken sh!t to blow up a microwave like Mikey did.

You check their website everyday.

You are in despair because MCR is becoming mainstream.

You sing 'I'm Not Okay' so many times that your friends have to ask if you're actually okay.

You hide the MCR cds in the shops coz you don't want anyone else to buy them.

You think there should be a religon of MCRNESS.

Your heart skips a beat when you hear the words 'Chemical' or 'Romance.'

You know all the words to all their songs.

You know more about MCR than you do about your friends.

You constantly find yourself quoting the members.

It upsets you to see rows of 'Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge' for just anyone to buy.

You name your pets after Mikey, Ray, Frank, Bob and Gerard.

You sing the words but don't know what they mean.

You celebrate their Birthdays.

You think that people who do not know about MCR, do not deserve to be glorified with the greatness that is MCR.

You know who Matt Pelisser is and you know that he is no longer in the band.

You write 'My Chemical Romance' upon basically anything that is hard enough to write on.

You have written to them at least twice.

You have created a website dedicated to the band.

Everyone knows you as 'That Crazy MCR Freak.'

You have a MCR song for every point in your day.

Everything someone says reminds you of a MCR song or quote.

You recite the words to a song even when someone mutters a word from it.

You know what The Breakfast Monkey is.

You have MCR ringtones.

You're actually happy for MCR to have girlfriends, instead of plotting to k!ll them.

You want to visit New Jersey.

You read this to the end