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  • R A D I O
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    I've created you a memoir of myself, but am I speaking or writing? I love you with everything I have left, can you love me the same? Or am I going to die loving you, and not having it returned. That's probably how this life of mine is going to end. For this old soul is tired, and while I love you, I'm sorry I don't lo...

  • 5:48 [re-write 2.0]
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    Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021

  • FOUR MINUTES
    314 14 1

    Death has always been said to be a permanent destination. You find comfort knowing that your endpoint won't be until the late future. In this set time, there's taciturn things society deems that you must do before you can cross over life's finish line. Make a name for yourself, live on your own, fall in love; I wish...

  • The Red String -Jalex-
    293 17 1

    The Red String ties those who are soulmates together. It can never be torn or too tangled. In the end you always meet the one you belong with. Alex doesn't believe, and Jack can't do anything but. * * * All Rights Reserved * * *

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  • Demolition Lovers (Frerard)
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    Gerard draws dicks for a living. Frank takes them. Gerard Way moves into a new apartment in a dodgy complex where he's bound to get beaten to a pulp after his old place is set on fire by those damned 'youths', and by a certain turn of events, his neighbour, the equally provocative, yet entirely in a different way, Fra...

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  • November 1st (Frerard)
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    It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning...

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  • not today ♡ kellic [indefinite hiatus]
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    kellin and vic meet each other on twitter. and it just kind of goes from there. { © princesskellin }

  • The Elite Club Of People Who've Seen Gerard Way Naked.
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    Frank is a hopelessly short, hopelessly desperate, and just generally hopeless highschooler, whose only friend is the amazingly tall kid with the 'fro: Ray Toro. School is mundane, school is just, well, school: Lindsey Ballato is a goddess, Pete Wentz is a MySpace whore, and Brendon Urie totally deserved getting kicke...

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  • Iris & Mason
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    Can you fall in love with someone without really knowing them? I guess we'll find out.

  • Unexpected - CASHBY
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    How can two persons that hate each other survive two weeks together? --- All written in third person point of view. All advice and criticism appreciated as much as reads, comments and votes! :)

  • Teenage Burnout | Kellic (boyxboy) [STILL BEING WRITTEN]
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    (Kellic) After an unimaginable tragedy leaves his family devastated, Vic Fuentes is forcibly admitted to J. Greenwood State Mental facility. With stone walls carefully built around his heart and deepest secrets he will never tell, he is trying to survive the war of abysmal hatred he feels toward himself and everyone...

  • Empathy [Josh Dun - Twenty One Pilots]
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    Josh has been feeling other people's pain a little bit recently. Literally. Started: 2015 // Finished: May 27th 2017

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  • The Naked Truth [Ryden]
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    The sex industry was a dangerous place, everyone knew that. Sure, it had its perks, but for glamour model Ryan Ross, the only perk was being asked to partake in a photoshoot with gorgeous pornstar Brendon Urie, a man he both hated and admired. That single photoshoot might just have been the detonation that started ev...

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  • Holding On (A David Schmitt Fan Fiction)
    628 42 17

    I never knew no love greater than his. Our love was volcanic, short and firey with a bitter ending. I couldn't help but love any minuet of it. And when he died, I began to piece myself back together, but not even superglue and ducktape could hold together the fragments of what was left behind and broken. David helped...