so gerard calling out for mother with their final breathes when all this time they have only cried out for father.
just got home and someone i met through mcr is vacuuming my carpet. and the other i have lived with for six year and met at a gerard way show in 2014. life is crazy.
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just woke up. feeling insane about watching the black parade being guided into the light by their friend and finally being put to rest. watching gerard’s grief unfold over the past year and a half has been a privilege.






















