Twenty years old and my life is already a fucking disaster. I basically wasted my life by joining a mafia-ish type of group. Shooting up bars, stealing, basically sex 24/7, and breaking almost any law we can. But in relationships, I'm the luckiest out of all of them. And it's the one part of my life that's actually good. Gerard Way. We have a sort of 'sugar daddy' relationship, which is odd for a member in sort of mafia type of group to be in. But I don't care if it's strange at all, Gerard's all I live for now. I used to be fine if we got caught by the police and got shot, but once Gerard stepped into my life, I couldn't let him go.