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Ok if you're reading this then I'm really confused. This story is a product of severe boredom that was originally typed up as a text message for my cousin because we send each other some really weird shit. I decided it was just too perfectly random in a deranged beautifully creepy way to forget about. So, here we are.

This was started in an effort to describe the way I was currently feeling, but then things just got out of hand. In a way, this story is just a huge, pessimistic, and entirely metaphorical view on fandoms. Specifically, the My Chemical Romance fandom.

Today, Mikey Way and David Debiak were all over social media talking about the release of their first album, For The Night To Control, as Electric Century. That alone brought me to the edge of fangirl hysteria. I leave my phone for moment to spread the good news and come back to meet such a wall of feels that I probably could have gone into a coma or something.

Anyway, I'm going to put everything up now. Keep in mind that this is copy and pasted from text messages. I still don't understand why you're reading this, but have fun.

~Lizzie~
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