Chaos Was A Girl || MGK
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 6h 11m
Ongoing, First published Sep 13, 2021
Mature
Cover designed by @hxytheredelilxh on TikTok
@deathparadeofficial on Instagram 

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"My goal in life is to be chaos incarnate, to do my name justice. Now with that being said, I want every one of you fucks to cause a fucking riot for the band, the heroes, the legends...give it up for Mayday Parade!" I scream, kissing my knuckles before raising my hand to the sky, holding up the rock n' roll symbol as I run off the stage. That was one hell of a start to warped.

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Content Warning:

• explicit language
• drugs
• alcohol 
• mature scenes (sexual content)
• mentions of abuse, self harm, and suicide
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