Killjoy-Kitty

Petch from Texas

And Danky Kang from New York

But guess who I got on Street Pass?

Lugi from New York!

A super quick little thing because today my dad told me about a neighbor with a daughter who is currently going through a rough time dealing with bullies and abuse at school, all because of the things she likes. 

I hate that this happens. It happens everywhere, and it’s heartbreaking and disgusting and so frustrating. I hate knowing that even with all of the change and progress I’ve seen since I was a 12 year old being bullied for being a nerdy, awkward girl, that this STILL HAPPENS and it SHOULDN’T.

It took me years and years for me to get anywhere near comfortable with myself, but as I grew older, the more I realized that as long as I was happy with my choices and my interests and the way I looked, it didn’t matter what anyone else wanted from me. I got better friends and it was so much easier to ignore the haters.

Because I know it’s hard, it’s SO HARD when you’re in middle school or high school or any point in your life, really, to be okay with yourself sometimes, but it’s SO important. 

And please, remember, there is always going to be someone out there who thinks you’re rad and awesome and knows you’re going to do great things. I hope that person is yourself, but hey, don’t forget I’ve got your back too.

You’ve got this, you can do this, stay strong and kick some butt, okay?

The same happened to me. Eventually, the last two years of high school got slightly better as I felt comfortable and was unapologetically me. 

Then university happened. My high school friends don’t contact me any more (one of them even refuses to talk to me and does not want to say what I did wrong), my best friend who moved to the same town as I did is drifting away from me, and I cannot make friends despite ‘being myself’.

Apparently there’s something I’m doing wrong when I’m being myself, and stuff like above tells me I do it wrong when I try to adapt to others. My parents raised me with telling that the opinions of others do not matter and that I should be however I want to be.

End result: I’m very lonely, haven’t made new friends in real life in years, and shit is still fucked up.

There was a fan wearing Black Parade form *o*

Someone ironically brought a fucking lemon and Gee signed it!

GERARD’S FACE WHEN BECKY SAYS THAT THEY ACTUALLY ARE LIVE STRIMING:

GABRIEL SEIZING THE MOMENT:

AND FINALLY THE SASSY BLUE UNDERWEAR + LEOPARD BELT:

Since he was trying to hitch up his underwear, I think he just forgot about translation:

Some scenes I’ve been writing for Fudge Lord on my phone…

Part I: Beef Liege

“How do you feel?”

“How does the precious life-slime make you feel?”

“Sad.”

“Powerful- but mostly sad.”

“Squelch the sadness with MURDER. Though I caution you, waste none of it.”