KilljoyInkedRos

Music.

I definitely wasn’t being accepted in school, or anywhere else in my life, to be honest. My peers either ignored me or made fun of me. I came home from school crying a lot of the times, and although I didn’t tell my family, I felt so weak. I felt like every day was so hard to live. Every step I took was painful, but I knew I was living a life I didn’t want to lead. The few friends I had didn’t really truly accept me and I always felt like I was walking on egg-shells around them. A few of them specifically would make fun of me, call me a pig, or whatever they could think of. But I kept coming back to them, because they were the only thing I had. Soon enough though, I found my haven. I found my safe place. I found this band that loved me no matter what; and their name was My Chemical Romance. I suddenly didn’t feel as alone in the world, because there were these five(at the time Matt was the drummer~) men who, without even knowing me, seemed to know how I felt. I was rejected, angry, I felt left-out; My Chemical Romance knew all about that. They’d lived through that, and now they were telling me, through their music, that it was time for me to be happy. It was time for me to be me, and fuck anyone that didn’t like it. My “best friend” at the time found out I was listening to My Chemical Romance and ridiculed me every day for it. He told me they were a bunch of emo ******s who should just kill themselves. But I knew, I knew that they weren’t. I knew who they truly were, and I knew they were just these wonderful, beautiful human beings. I knew they wanted me to love myself, and they wanted me to live; that was enough for me to know they were amazing individuals. So, I never listened to him. I never let his words get to me. I never let him defeat my hope in those five men, and no one ever could. When I got to middle school, things only got worse. Well, at first things were okay. I was doing great, actually. I had friends who I loved, they loved me, and I hung ou