Love. What is love? This question was stuck in my mind or what did it mean to like someone, sure it has something to go with chemicals so i guess romace is chemical. Why do we even have these chemcials within us,why do we have to like people? Why can't we just live and not share these emotions becasue from whatn I have seen it just ends up with the guy or the girl in tears sitting there with a tub of ice cram watching old shitty romance movies.
Those throughts used to run through my mind on a regular basis, that was until i saw the one and only Gerard way. I don't know what happen i saw him and all these emotions started to come out of no where i don't even know where they came from. These emotions are actually making my life a living hell, i see him with his girlfriend and i just feel like hitting a wall or something. Why does he have to be so pefect with his perfect red hair, a perfect face that i just wanna hit so I can fuck it up in a way.
Smoking the only way i can leave this hell and have all these thoughts ruuning through my head, it's like a breath of fresh air, when really i'm slowly killing myself. Getting to my normal spot i go behind I the school i realise that i don't have my lighter "Fuck".
"Here use mine" I hear someone behind me say, i turn around to the perfect face i wanna punch.
"Thanks" I say hesitianty taking it and lighting my smoke handing it back
"So what brings you out here other then to have smoke" Gerard askes
"I don't want to be in there"
'True, true. Your Frank right" Oh shit he knows who i am
"Yeah, and you're Gerard right"
"The one and only" I stay quite after that becasue i have no idea what to say i don't sociaise with people so my conservation skills are at an all time low.
"You should come hang out with my friends and I you seem like a cool guy" Gerard says breaking the awkard silence
"Maybe" I say putting out my smoke
"Think about it" He says also putting out his smoke before walking off. Fuck he has a nice ass.
Fuck Frank get your emotions under control.
