Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these...
"You can run away with me, anytime you want." I want to get away. Away from the abuse at home, at school hell, but we're not friends. I could never be friends with Gerard Way. He's just some guy that fate seems to drive me towards. His brother may be even more of asshole than him, making my school life living hell and...
"There was something so awfully strange about him that I don't think I could put it into words if I tried. He was so distant, so out of touch with the world around him. He could stare at something, and stare for hours, but never really see it. It was like he wasn't living in the same world as me. If I saw something so...
