My Frerard fanfic is going well. ^-^

I have a lot of inspirational pictures for it.

Today's been really good, too. It's been a day full of MCR's music, Gerard's smiles, Frank's ADHD-ness, Ray's poofy hair, and Mikey's awesome bass skills.

And it's only almost 1. ^-^ I'm looking forward to the rest of the day! Maybe I'll do some doodling later, then I'll watch Ghost Adventures tonight!

Woo! :]

(BTW my favorite gif of Frank is at the top. Just click if you want to actually see it. ^-^)

I.....

I.......

I...........

I SHIP FRERARD. ;A;

THEY'RE ADORABLE.

It's probably not legit.

BUT STILL. ;A;

I really shouldn't be listening to this LOL

But it's definitely something I can dance too. ;D

*dances*

My week keeps getting better and better.

I've been sick all week, people are being moody little douches, and my candles can't be used.

First of all, just because I don't want to do every little thing you want me to, does not mean I'm giving you attitude. You're no more special than everyone else I've said no to. Get over it.

Second, and this is kinda out of the blue, I'm on Gaia again. :3

Third, my grandfather is on oxygen, which means no candles. I LOVE candles. And no petroleum, apparently? Which means I'll have to get rid of a bunch of stuff, more than likely. All because he didn't take care of himself, and the hospital wanted to be a douche. I was having a hard enough time dealing with him to begin with.

So, that's pretty much my week in a nutshell. Anger, sickness, anger, anger.

Oh, and I still don't know if my mother is going to get over herself and get me the phone she PROMISED me she would get months ago. She's telling two different stories. I can't wait to get out of here, and lose my name.

Love,

Desert Destroyah

Finally, I'm blogging again.

Life's been a little hectic lately, I apologize. C;

Anyway, life's been weird. Even more fake friends are showing themselves, as well as some true friends are. School sucks and my grades are horrible. I feel like I'm trapped here, like I'm in a rut. And I hate feeling trapped with a passion.

So, it's been a whole mixture or anger, depression, some happiness. I'm pretty much a mess right now. But I'm working with what I have, that's for sure.

Ryan got a phone again, so I can finally text him 24/7 again. :3

I had a pretty serious talk with my friend August about that depression and feeling trapped, and just being unhappy in general. And I'm going to combine her advice with Gerard's.


So, to unhappiness, negativity, depression, etc:

Go screw yourself.

Love,
Desert Destroyah