Gerard Way Must Die
Take my fucking hand
I couldn't believe this. This hot bastard was about to die. The music teacher had switched me with Gerard. No. N- fucking- o. I'm not doing it.
"Think of it this way, you can get closer to him, and kill him more!" Dallia said when I told the group. I thought about it.
"Fine. But if he falls in love with me , it's your fault. I mean, have you seen me?" I told her, smiling. But then I caught myself. I'm not gay. Not gay at all. We came up with a scheming plan for tomorrow.
~~~~~~~~~next day~~~~~~~~
I couldn't wait for music. Today was going to be great. It really was. We had a plan. A good one. But today Gee had worn leather pants. Gee? NO. Gerard had worn leather pants, that made his sack huge and his ass unresistable. Im not gay. Okay, maybe not gay.
"Think of it this way, you can get closer to him, and kill him more!" Dallia said when I told the group. I thought about it.
"Fine. But if he falls in love with me , it's your fault. I mean, have you seen me?" I told her, smiling. But then I caught myself. I'm not gay. Not gay at all. We came up with a scheming plan for tomorrow.
~~~~~~~~~next day~~~~~~~~
I couldn't wait for music. Today was going to be great. It really was. We had a plan. A good one. But today Gee had worn leather pants. Gee? NO. Gerard had worn leather pants, that made his sack huge and his ass unresistable. Im not gay. Okay, maybe not gay.
It's not an obsession, it's just and overwhemling need that controls my life.
My obsession is not getting in the way of life, my life is get
ting in the way of my obsession.
11/17/13