(written in 2016) 2016/01/20 Sunday. If you really want to know about me, this first thing you'd want to read is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and what my parents did in their spare time before they had me, and all that John Green kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you really want to know the truth. In fact, I'd much rather start of by saying that my name is Mikey Way and I spend at least 16 hours a day of my life sitting in a wheelchair. I'd also like to let everyone here know that they are under no obligation to read my blog but I am under obligation to write it. On account of the fact that my therapist thinks I'm John Watson or some crap. Regardless, here I am, pretending to have something to say about how my day went even though if anyone asked I would say that I was fine. Because that's just what you're supposed to say instead of saying that it's cold and miserable and if you died you wouldn't really mind. But I'll post this anyway while pretending to think that anyone will read it.

Gerard is a senior in high school, and really has no idea what he's gonna do with his life afterwards. He hardly notices the short, black haired Frank. Until fate, destiny, memes, or maybe just dropping a pencil brought them together. Gerard's 13 year old brother, Mikey, is a shy, awkward kid in 8th grade. Until an outgoing, slightly emo Pete Wentz rolls into his class. Also get ready for some side characters and side ships because I'm tRASH. (written by tato all the way through) (um tw suicide, depression, ANXIETY, all that jazz)

{COMPLETED} Pete likes rain. He also likes Mikey Way. Mikey knows it too. He also like Pete. But one mistaken night leads to hardships between the two, leaving Mikey with a question he might not be able to answer, and Pete with a terrible dilemma. Gerard loves working with kids, Frank is fucking tired. The two meet at the hospital where Gerard works and Frank is admitted. Will Gerard's methods work on older kids too? Or maybe Frank just falls for people too easily...? But that's what got him in the hospital the first time, and he is determined not to let that happen again. Ryan likes dinosaurs. Purple ones especially. He was diagnosed with Lukemia when he was three, almost four, aka six months earlier, but he's still not quite sure what that means. But he knows the nice grandma, Ms. Urie, has the same thing he has. He also knows she has a grandson his age who comes to visit sometimes. One thing he knows about Ms. Urie's grandson is he makes Ryan smiley too :) Um... yeah, Petekey, Frerard, and kid!Ryden whoooo! --WARNING: mentions of depression, suicide and rape-- October 2015- March 2016