franksnutbutton:

You know, after all of these years My Chemical Romance is still,,, like,,, My Comfort Band. You know, like comfort food??? My Chemical Romance is a chocolate cake sitting in the kitchen, and me and my depression are two Emo Rats, that sneak into the kitchen at 3 a.m., to steal a slice of cake. Except the cake isn’t cake, it’s just Gerard Way screaming about vampires and how he wants to die.