Kellin has been smoking since he was little That changes once he meets Vic but when one bad habit leaves does another one arrive?

Kellin Quinn spends most of his time in Ash Brooks Hospital, being treated for his health issues. Vic Fuentes is a nurse in training who needs 2000 hours of volunteer work at a hospital. Just so happens, that hospital is Ash Brooks Hospital.

EDITING! xX_MCRTRASH_Xx *My Chemical Romance* Non of your Business San Diego, CA "Better stay on that side of the street motherfucker, I'll knock you out :)" Kellin Quinn, also known as xX_MCRTRASH_Xx in the gaming world, believes that he is king of Xbox. This was in fact until he came across Mr. AssholeCamperGuy. xXx_GETREKT_xXx -Queen- Dickturd Fuentits San Diego "I am the reincarnation of Freddie Mercury... Don't question it" Both players become enemies pretty quick as both use this gaming system to let out any built up anger which they couldn't in any other place. The only thing is, is that Kellin doesn't even realise what's happening right beneath his nose. °°° co-written with @asking_ashleigh_ °°° ©speciallittleidiot

**THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO WANDERLUST. PLEASE READ THAT FIRST.** cataclysm [KAT-uh-kliz-uhm] n., a violent upheaval that causes great destruction or brings about a fundamental change After leaving Kellin, Vic ends up in a confusing sort of relationship with his ex-boyfriend, Craig. Craig can’t seem to figure out what he wants, but when he kicks Vic to the curb, Vic decides to take matters into his own hands. One year later, he finds himself sober, but his dreams of being in a band are going down the drain. So when he hears about a band in Oregon that’s in need of a guitarist, he jumps at the opportunity—only to discover that the lead singer of this band is none other than Kellin Quinn.

We were enemies by birth. We were in love by choice. [trigger warning for like three chapters]

Maybe I am one of a kind, probably not, I'm not special, I'm not an important person, I am just another statistic of people who get life-changing news everyday. I'm the person who just sits there and kind of just spaces out. I don't listen to what the person who has given me the news is actually saying, it's just white noise for me as my hearing blocks it out and all I hear is high-pitched busing noise in my ears. I don't react to it either. Right now, I am just looking at my mother's face, she's talking to the man who'd given me the news with such passion. Like there's a cure for me. She already has plans from plan A to plan Z. Right now, I'm just remembering all the great times we laughed together, every time she was there for me to pick me up off my feet.

a lot of gays and babies...gaybies.

"knock knock" "who's this?" "the fuck dude, u r suppose to reply with who's there" or the one where Luke likes to message random numbers and Ashton decided to reply.

In which Dan's an arsonist and Louise thinks he needs more friends.

[completed] philgon: she can fuck you good, but i can fuck you better ; copyright © 2016