COMPLETED WITH ALL MCR LYRICS!! MY cHEmical ROmance (Read only the uppercase letters!) I will do any MCR song (and if you guys want maybe some songs off if Gerard Way's album Hesitant Alien or possibly some off of Frank Iero's album Stomachaches) I take requests for song lyrics! **If any of the lyrics are wrong please tell me!**

Phil doesn't talks. Well, not anymore. The last time he said something, was when he didn't hate himself. And that was a long time ago. But now, everything is different. He must struggle with depression, whilst new boy Dan Howell desperately attempts to win him over. [Warning: this could be triggering at some points]

*CAUTION!!, AT THE END OF THIS YOU MAY HAVE EXCESSIVE CRYING FOR HOURS, THIS IS A NORMAL REACTION, THAT IS ALL* MCR quotes, mostly Gerard though :)

❤️Ferard fic❤️ Franks the new kid in school, and he seems to always be there when Gerard needs him most, Gerard doesn't know what to feel about Frank, only time will tell wether frank will love Gerard or leave his love in the dust

Part 1 of the infamous series. Feelings appear. Sparks fly. Love rises. Problems occur. Please note: This story is now very old (7 years old in 2020) and I'd like to think my writing has improved since then! There are a bunch of cringey parts and bad writing in here, but enjoy and thanks for reading! :)

This is all you'll ever need about FOB in a bible. All praise FOB. creds to Tumblr (Holy Smokes we actually got to #1 in fanfiction) (((I don't care about other bibles and people who ""copied"" me. This isn't trademarked))))

So, this imagine is kind of depressing, I'm not going to lie. I made this one because I know a lot of MCR fans that go through depression, or are struggling with self-harm and/or have attempted suicide or have suicidal thoughts. I thought this would be a new way of getting people to see that, though this story is fiction (but Gerard would care and we know it), you're beautiful in your own way and that nothing should make you want to cut yourself or kill yourself. No one deserves the scars on their skin. So please, read this and pass the link on to others who struggle with this. I love you. Stay strong, and keep running. It's not your time to join The Black Parade; not yet.