I missed max. Those were the only thoughts in my head these days, I couldn't concentrate on anything properly without it linking it back to him. The lyrics I wrote, or the hurt I felt to whenever I looked back to my old book to where I still kept my songs from back when I was in Escape The Fate. Though it'd never be the same anymore, they've all moved on with their lives, though as much as I try to move on, I can't help but think about the reasons to why I hated them so much. I never realised that as I was ruining my life I was affecting theirs, the band was tearing apart, they couldn't handle my alcoholic self, my drug addiction, I guess they had no choice but to kick me out anyway, if I was any of them I might have done the same. But why am I regretting this so much? I have Ryan, Jacky, our new guitarist Ronnie Ficarro.., Derek...Hell I have Falling In Reverse, a more successful band than Escape The Fate were. We have more fans, our gigs are hella crazy, if not, awesome as fuck. I am Ronnie Radke. No longer drug addict, a now sober man who has learnt to stand back up on his own two feet, working hard to re-fullfil my dream that I had another chance at doing. Prison did good for me, it actually changed me, I learned to realise my mistakes. Not give up, I spent good time in Prison, unlike some people who would mope around I actually did something for myself. Every night I would think about the crimes I'd committed, the guilt took over, so I took that guilt to a pen and paper, drumming out the beats of songs on the tables, scribbling away sheets of music. Prisoners would ask me to sign autographs for their daughters who were huge crazed fans for their idol. Heck, I wasn't an Idol, I was a wreck. I was a huge wreck, don't follow in my footsteps with the drug abuse and alcohol. The Ronnie from ETF. Follow in the footsteps of Ronnie Radke from Falling In Reverse. Because that is who I am now. That is who I shall continue as to live on.

A girl, Cyndy, along with her best friend Emmy, go to see Cyndys idol, Ronnie Radke, in concert. After the show, A depressed Ronnie comes out to talk to fans and glows the momment he lays eyes on Cyndy. He soon askes her to join him on the rest of the tour. She accpetes and drags Emmy along on the bus where she then finds out about Ronnies past girlfriend, Sally. She started to worry if she made the right choice.

The adventures of 'pretty boy' and 'dyke'. The story of the boy with the boobs who can pack a serious punch, and the girl with a dick and her all mighty powerful butt, and just how the two happen to meet and perhaps happen to fall for one another. And the two's battles against dysphoria, the foes of the judgemental gaze of the outside world, and sometimes themselves, sometimes even each other, but in the end, they both know from that very first moment, the first eye contact: it's the two of them against the motherfucking world. (Trans AU, FTM Frank & MTF Gerard)

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.