adopted by mcr √

10K?!?!?!?!??

MY DUDESSS

WE HIT 10K!
I KNEW YOU GUYS PROBABLY THOUGHT THAT THIS WAS GOING TO BE AN UPDATE... IM SORRY BUT ITS NOT. I CANT REALLY DO AN UPDATE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN READINF FANFIC FOR THE PAST 5 HOURS AND THE WORDS ON THE SCREEN ARE STARTING TO GET BLURRY AND I DONT THINK THATS GOOD.
SO IF SOME OF THE WORDS ARE SPELLED INCORRECTLY, IM SORRY AHEAD OF TIME 😂

ANYWAY... WHO WANTS A DRAMATIC BACKSTORY OF MY LIFE? NO? well... imma tell you anyway :D

i started this story almost a year ago and i never thought that it would get this popular. i always dreamed like your typical emo, thinking about mcr 5 and how ryan ross should so get back in patd, but i was always afraid to put it out there, worried that my friends would see and make fun of me.

as soon as i started getting into mcr and tøp, patd, fob, etc, i learned that not everyone was very excepting to that kind of style. my friends at the time we're currently hoes that i never liked from the start but i hanged out with them anyway. bad mistake.

they restricted me from who i really wanted to be. i was scared to wear my only emo shirt, a frank iero and the patience shirt, to school because everyone thought of me as a popular girl that hanged out with the sluts, so what would they think if i turned emo? i was truely afriad to be myself, and no one should ever be.

it was a very special day in 7th grade. it was towards the end of the day in 7-8 period and this one girl sat across from me in science. i never really payed attention to her. she was always quiet and never talked to anyone except for this one guy named ashton. but she had a mcr shirt on, and i immediately noticed. i almost screamed at her that i liked her shirt, and i was comfortable to say that because i didn't have that class with my hoe friends. she looked at me surprised and said a thank you back, which i just nodded, not knowing what the fuck to do. somehow, during the course of the other classes we had together, we became friends and i only talked about gerard way and frank iero, because i was an obsessed mcr bitch. then she introduced me to escape the fate and most importantly, black veil brides.

we grew a shit ton closer and when the end of the year came around, we couldn't be separated when we had the same classes. i was started to switch days off at lunch where i would sit with her, then some days sadly i would sit with my other "friends". they started to catch on to me leaving to sit with the "emo" girl and kind of gave me the cold shoulder right away. when they confronted me about it, i don't them to not worry, she is just a friend, and that i would still sit with them, i was just switching days off.
they looked at me like i was the most craziest person for hanging out with her.
but i didn't really fucking care.

my hoe friends never saw how kind someone like she was, and just because i was hanging out with someone who had different interests then them, they started to slowly reject me. and it was the end of 7th grade, and i couldn't be happier to get away from then. though, i was obviously still hanging on to be their friends because i was so use to being the girl who hanged out with the popular girls in elementary school, and i didn't really know what to do.

this is when the "emo phase" if you want to call it, starting kicking in. and right before this really took off, the hoe friend decided to text me on snapchat, saying that they didn't want to be friends anymore because i was emo.
that's literally what she said.

i told her fuck you in response then blocked her, i didn't realize how childish that sounds until now, but i was still sad and mad for no reason. i never wanted to be friends with her, so why am i crying over this friendship?

i really didn't know why.

anyway, emo phase.

i would cry about mcrs brake up. typical. i would just cry, for no reason, and listen to mcr. that's it.

it progressed into a little something more, sometimes i would just lock myself in my bathroom and have my earbuds in after school, crying with my back against the door. that's how i would spend my days after school until i was forced out to do my chores. and everyday i felt like complete shit.

it started with nothing big, just small ones. then, when i got more experimental, i felt like something was wrong with me, like i had serious depression or adhd. and all this time i never thought to text my friend, the one person who understood me and would never judge.

it got too out of hand and then some more stuff happened, but then that leads us to today. right now.

i am happier then i probably ever been. i met bvb, one of my saviors, come to think of it, and im going to warped tour with my best friend.
and my best friend is that emo girl that was sitting across from me at science in 7th grade. and i have never been this comfortable around any of my friends, because i can actually be myself. i don't have to worry about being popular, no one really cares now. i can be a little piece of emo trash. (im actually like 5'9 so i don't think little is the correct word to use)

this is basically just a message to say that if you are in a situation that i was in, and you feel terribly uncomfortable, in my opinion, it's better for you to end the friendship that you will never enjoy and start a new one with someone that you have the same interests with. and if you don't have any emos at your school or place that you go daily, you have your favorite emo, me ;) just message me and i will definitely respond.

so, you guys probably thought that this would be an update, like i already said, but im sorry it's not. i have been having trouble lately writing because im getting into some really good fanfics that i literally can't stop reading. and because i never have my phone for too long a day because my parents always take it away. so im sorry about this long ass read but it's not even my story, so i will definitely get on an actual story update for you.

i love you guys so so much, and thank you all for 10k
BE YOURSELF AND DONT LET THEM CHANGE YOU
xoxoad