I’m supposed to be helping my baby sister learn parts of speech 
I don’t think this is how education is supposed to work

I’m supposed to be helping my baby sister learn parts of speech

I don’t think this is how education is supposed to work

Actual badass Mikey Way

Actual badass Mikey Way

It’s only a matter of time before I sexually harass band members via. voodoo dolls

Q: So what boys are your "type"?
A: Boys that have sex with microphones and guitars and other boys

If we’re going to declare Gerard Way as sassy then we’re going to declare Mikey Way as chic and that is all

YOU KNOW WHAT

THAT RHYMES

BECAUSE YOU’RE AWESOME

Is Mikey wearing mascara?
…Mikey’s totally wearing mascara

Is Mikey wearing mascara?

…Mikey’s totally wearing mascara

revenge-til-the-end:

day 30: a letter to the band.

Gerard, Mikey, Ray, and Frank;

You four men have saved my life more times than you would think. You were my savior when I needed you most. when I wanted to die, you told me that I was worth staying. I stayed because you changed me. You made me realize that leaving the earth wasn’t going to make anything easier, but harder for those close to me. You’ve all made me realize this. Whether it be personal experience (Gerard and Mikey), beautiful quotes that I will carry with me forever (Ray), and the flat out truth that leaving wasn’t going to help anything (Frank). With how each of show that leaving and harming yourself isn’t worth it, in your own ways, you’ve helped save a life. You have said that you believe that we saved ourselves with some help from you all and your music, but that isn’t true. For myself its the complete opposite. Your music, and your personalities, saved me more than I could have ever done. I only grabbed on to your stretched out hands when you offered me all you could. I grabbed on and allowed you to save me. You pulled me up, you pulled me out.

Gerard Way, the front man of this band. The front of all photo shoots, the man running around the stage during each live performance (along with Frank), everyone’s favorite from the beginning. Each time you speak, its words that save children’s lives, lyrics that do the same, or something extremely funny. You make each fan squeal by the sight of you. Your the type of person I would love to know personally. A glow radiates off of you, whenever your around. A friend to many, a brother to one, and a savior to thousands. You’d risk yourself for the life of any of these three other men. In a heart beat. You show to each and every fan that there is hope, that there is something worth staying for, that even though you may think your worthless, you aren’t. You show us that no matter how insane these fans are that we can still be us, as long as were happy.

Frank Iero, a man that loves to run around a stage and let out all of what may be building inside. You’ve made me wish to have someone like you in my own life. Someone that doesn’t leave a friend when they are at their lowest. They reach down there, grab their hand and pick them back up. You have a passion brighter than the sun. A love for friendship that cannot be broken. You go to great lengths to make anyone happy. You don’t care if rumors are made or stories are created about you. You embrace it, even if you don’t read all of them. You make sure a best friend is okay even when you know they aren’t. As a friend cries on your shoulder, you don’t say “it’ll be okay,” you say, “we’ll make it okay.”  You bring a smile to everyone’s face when a room is serious, or a friend needs it. I’d like to say that you are the savior, of the defeated, beaten, and damned.

Ray Toro, in Bob’s words, the man with a plan. A man hidden from the spot light but not in the darkness. With words of beauty that i carry with myself everyday. A man who cant only play with all his heart, but lift a spirit with the strength of his own. A calm man who can leave a whole room, but leave his happiness behind, showing a smile on each person’s face. A man to extraordinary for words. You’re the ordinary man that makes himself extraordinary, a hero, easily.

Mikey Way, the man in the shadows, with a talent he doesn’t know is more beautiful than thinks. You are my true inspiration. When learning what you’ve gone through, I wanted to cry for days and nights. While each fan is thinking that Gerard has gone through the worst, though he has, you experienced it a little differently. A way that I also have. Even though I am young, I have experienced the same as you. You were the first hand to reach down and pull me out the wreck I was buried in. You’re the brother everyone wishes they could have been blessed with. You leave me knowing that even though you may not talk enough as other may wish you did, you don’t have to care about that. Talk when you want to share, express yourself in anyway you can. And go after what you want, don’t wait for it to come after you. You’ve showed me that when you go through the worst, it can and will at one point get better, not talking that much shouldn’t worry you, and find an out, find a way to express yourself, find a way to make yourself happy.

You three men have changed my life in a way that I can never thank you enough for. I may never actually met you, but knowing that you exist and do care, makes it okay for now. A love for this band has grown over a short year to what I come to as an out for now. The lyrics are powerful, let me be in the mood I want and need to be in. The message comes across, the metaphors are genius. The friendship I see with your four, leaves me wished for people in my life that care as much as you do for each other. The walls are still up but maybe they can be broken down. You’ve saved my life. Each and everyone of you. Not myself, but you and your music. I’ll be able to say this to you, or say it enough, but you saved me from leaving, saved me from becoming my own enemy. I love you all, and this band for saving me. You all pulled me out of the wreck, but in your own ways.

(the fact that they will never see this, never get to read this, and i’ll never get to thank them, never get to see them in person, say this to them, cry in front of them, they’ll never know this existed, they’ll never know i cry every night, never know that i only wish to meet them, to see them in person, to know them, its unbelievable. i only wish to meet them, before the band is gone and i’ve missed all the chances. they’ll never know this existed, never know the stopped me from suicide, never know they saved me, never know i poured my heart out, never know this existed)

Franks like “Meheheh I know what I’m doing to that cameraman later” and showing exactly what that would be
Mikey’s scared because he can tell Ray’s looking at his ass and is midway into facepalming from it
Ray’s admiring Mikey’s ass and using gestures to express his heartfelt love
And then Gerard’s saying “Yeah it was this big so good”

Franks like “Meheheh I know what I’m doing to that cameraman later” and showing exactly what that would be

Mikey’s scared because he can tell Ray’s looking at his ass and is midway into facepalming from it

Ray’s admiring Mikey’s ass and using gestures to express his heartfelt love

And then Gerard’s saying “Yeah it was this big so good”

Excuse me, but if I were Frank Iero’s guitar, I’d want to be fucking molested by him

Excuse me, but if I were Frank Iero’s guitar, I’d want to be fucking molested by him

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