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The Dying's Worlds P.1 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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The Dying's Worlds P.1

There was still an empty space. It shouldn't be there anymore, yet it stayed. A yawning cavity resting behind my ribcage, almost as if it was specifically placed to allow a flow of numbing cold to coarse through. There wasn't a reason for this emptiness, it just simply was, and try as I might, it wouldn't leave. I'd tried to fill it with many things; none of which worked. I'd destroyed myself with drinking and partying, drowned myself in all the woes of the world, I'd even tried to fill it with love. Yes, I fell in love to try and fix myself, and even so, I still felt hollow. No matter how close I got to her, no matter how much love we shared

Rain- Frerard by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Rain- Frerard

I stood in the cold pelting rain as it touched upon the grass. Tiny floods sweeped along the ground and sidewalks like little traumas to the innocent insect life. Droplets caught against the sweeping leaves of trees. I took in a breath from the cigarette in my hand, letting the smoke escape and mix with the watercolor sky and evaporate against the bleak existance. ~Take a photograph; it'll be the last. The sadness in my head had swarmed through me at this point, stealing away all my will to move. But I had to go. I never wanted to leave, never wanted to be anywhere but your side. ~Not a dollar or a crowd could ever keep me here. I don't

Desperate P.1 -Frerard by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Desperate P.1 -Frerard

I walked along the roadside, tucking my freezing digits into my lacking coat pockets. I couldn't recall how long I'd been on my own at this point. Days blurred into weeks, it could have even been a month or so I roamed out here. Thank goodness it was only fall, I don't know what winter Jersey weather ever had in store. I couldn't help but miss them, although my parents were the ones who had kicked me out in the first place. Life had been easier with them, I wasn't constantly cold, I at least had food and a place to sleep. I chewed my lip, watching my feet crash into the lightly frosted grass that ran along the side of the road. Maybe I shoul

Bittersweet 10 2-2 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Poetry Class P.6 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Poetry Class P.6

I nodded to myself, pulling the steaming cup out of the microwave and I sat down on the couch next to my mom. "Mum?" "Hmm?" she asked. "I-I'm gonna be home late tomorrow," I confessed. "Why?" she asked, suddenly puzzled. "I- uh I-I... I have to study with, uh, a friend," I stuttered. She nodded vacantly, dismissing it. "Uh, I'm gonna go to my room," I said, standing. "Put your dishes in the sink," she reminded. I secretly rolled my eyes before placing them in the sink and heading up the stairs to my room. I grabbed my backpack and yanked my script from the depths of it. I jumped into bed, reading and silently reciting my lines to myse

Poetry Class P.5 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Poetry Class P.5

I ducked into the bathroom at the end of the hall, thanking god it was empty. My throat was knotted closed and my mind raced at a million miles a minute. What the hell did I just do? WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST DO??!! I wiped the sweat off of my forehead with my palm, trying to steady my irrational breathing. I suck, fucking god, why do I fuck up everything?! Everyone in that lunch room heard me, especially those sluts- now the news would spread like wild fire. And not only that, I'd admitted that all in front of Gerard! What's he even going to think? He'll probably ask to change partners, even switch classes! I can't believe I'm such an idiot.

writing prompts by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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writing prompts

Steal these and write! #1 I sat in the corner, cuddling into my sweater to fend off the cold of the room. I had escaped the hectic hallway to the almost completely empty music room. Within minutes there would be a mob of students buzzing around here, but right now it was almost silent, except for the sound of a piano. There he sat, fingers skillfully trailing along the keys. Black hair softly hanging over his eyes, a tiny smile of peace painted across his lips. I wouldn't interupt, just sit and listen. The soft harmony of high and low notes ringing hand in hand, flitting through the abandoned room. He was so talented. I couldn't understand

Don't Jump The Gun by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Don't Jump The Gun

Sometimes I just sat there, the cold, black metal in my hand. My fingers shivered and danced around it, but I never pulled the trigger; at least, not yet. I could feel the icy ring on my temple, it's comforting presence let me know that I was still alive, and if I wanted to, I could change that in an instant. Just a click and a bang and then it could be all over. I tried to convince myself that it was truely that simple. I knew it wasn't. There was more to suicide than just dying. You may be dead, but you never leave, you never disappear. Suicide isn't about revenge or vanishing, it's nothing like that at all.

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The Dying's Worlds P.1 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Rain- Frerard by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Desperate P.1 -Frerard by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Desperate P.1 -Frerard

Bittersweet 10 2-2 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Poetry Class P.6 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Poetry Class Part 3 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Poetry Class Part 3

Nothing mattered today. I flew through my classes as fast as I could, diving head first into my work to get it all over with. When the lunch bell rang, I was gone, sprinting out the door of my class. There wasn't much to look forward to at all, though, but I was hungry and I wanted some food, dammit. I fetched myself a plate and got in line for the grilled cheese. The lunch ladies obviously never learned how to make a grilled cheese, I thought, looking down at my 'food'. With a sigh, I payed and left for my table. Upon walking out, something caught my eyes. Not a something, more like a someone. I saw him, almost completely alone, he sat with

Poetry Class Part 2 by MyKilljoyHeart, literature

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Yes, Sir - Frerard - Chapter 3 by L0ST-IN-DR3AMS, literature

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Yes, Sir - Frerard - Chapter 3

Frank stayed away from school after the incident. He didn't roll out of bed and rush to get his clothes on. Instead, he stayed nicely wrapped in his blanket, like a butterfly still waiting to break out of his cocoon. In the early morning, he could hear the sound of his mother downstairs, listening to the strained voice of some big rapper artist from their beat up boom box. She yelled into the seemingly empty house for a minute, mocking a schizophrenic pyscho for a moment. And then she quieted down. The music stopped, and eventually, Frank could hear the sound of the of their 1990 Buick Estate pulling out of the driveway. Only then did Frank s

Holding On - Frerard Pt. 2 by Sailor-girl-22, literature

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Holding On - Frerard Pt. 2

~Gerard's POV~ Was I still breathing? Yes? Oh. Like the idiot I am, I just stood there, not bothering to let out any of the incoherent noise that would have escaped me. Mikey told the truth (But then again, when did he not), but what was I to do? "Frank hates me by now." Don't lie to yourself, Geee! "OH, FUCKING JOY, THE VOICE IS BACK." Don't flip. I'm only here until you finally get with Frankie. "Yeah, that's going to happen." Actually, it will. Go kiss him. I'm crazier than I thought I was. "HE HATES ME, DAMN IT!!" Letting my thoughts linger back to the harsh, bitter words Mikey had spat at me moments earlier, I looked at my

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First Kiss

Frank Iero is ten years old. He watches out the window at the other kids, playing happily on the first snowday of the year. He sniffled. Frank was sick and wasn't aloud out. "Frankie!" his mother called to him, "I'm going to work! Mrs.Way will be here soon to watch you!" Frank's eyes widened and he ran to the banister, catching his mother just as she stepped out the door. "Is Gerard coming?!" he asked excitedly, and his mother nodded. She came back up the stairs and kissed his forehead. "Love you, baby. Bye," she said and rushed out. Soon enough, Mrs.Way let herself in. Her oldest son, Gerard, who was thi

it hurts to forget. by AvaTheElf, literature

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it hurts to forget.

i remember the words we'd use to say, lies of love and your drug fueled day; a greedy touch, a lusty stare- scoffs as we claimed we didn't care: 'fuck the haters' we'd seal with a kiss. those are the days i actually miss but i remember other things too, all the times i had hurt you. but honey, you're not so innocent, drugs is how your life is spent they caught you in a bathroom stall, actually dealing in the halls. my friends asked if i'd known, i lied in public, cried alone. and they all were so proud to see when i finally seperated the you from we. i remember the words i said that day, shit i wish i couldn't say. i reminis

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

Sep 7
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Deviant for 12 years
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The Nightmare Before Christmas, Life On The Murder Scene

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NCIS, Invader Zim, Family Guy, Saturday Night Live, I don't really watch TV though

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My Chemical Romance, Marilyn Manson, Blood On The Dance Floor, Asking Alexandria, Jamie's Elsewhere, Skrillex, Hawthorne Heights, Of Mice & Men, Mindless Self Indulgence, Death Cab For Cutie, Brand New, and more...

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'Cut' by Patricia McCormick, 'The Dove Keeper' by Emily James Ray, 'The Giver' by Lois Lowry, 'Skellig' by David Almond, 'The Plague Dogs' by Richard Adams, 'Keeping You A Secret' by Julie Anne Peters, 'Hush Hush' by Becca Fitzpatrick,

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Stephen King, Mary Downing Hahn, Lois Lowry, David Almond, Julie Anne Peters

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MyKilljoyHeart

Jan 24, 2012

i lied.

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ya u got me. ive been lieing to you... about me not being able to update. ive come up with these excuses like "school" or "stress" which i guess is kinda true. but really i've just been avoiding telling people. i guess admitting it is the first step so, well, i fell for a girl on the other side of the world. and i can't get her out of my head. whenever i try to write something romantic or something my thoughts just wander to her. :shrug:

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MyKilljoyHeart

Jan 21, 2012

Update??

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Hey guys, I realize I've been away for a while and I'm sorry about not updating my stories. I've got finals on my mind and haven't been able to write any good chapters. So bear with me. I also posted a new series, which I thought was decent, and like, nobody read it. did you all die or something?? Well, we'll see, I'll be updating soon. I'm also working on a personal project that I'll upload once I'm finished, so fyi. But ya, :heart:

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MyKilljoyHeart

Jan 15, 2012

Devious Journal Entry

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I'm thinking about making a video today, who would watch?? :meow:

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AvaTheElf

Jul 18, 2012

i'm sad. you're gone.
come back to us.
we love you.

KilljoyAtHeart

Jun 20, 2012

<3

I don't know if you remember my comment, but a while ago...like...around the time when you first got on here, I think, I saw your name somewhere and was like: :0 We have similar names! and I commented wondering if you'd gotten your name from mine and you said you didn't but great minds think alike and yes, all that.

And just a short while ago the lovely

told me she had featured me in her ID, so I went to check it out, and I saw you were featured there too and scrolled over your name and I was like: Ah! I remember her!

And so I came on over here and I read your ID.
And you have ~livinginthesky and *TheChimnySweep (My dA wife and the Frank to my Gerard) listed there, and so, I thought, this girl has to be awesome! (plus you have really pretty hair x3)

I read through some of your stories and oh! They're really good. I feel like fate has brought me here xD Maybe just a series of really complex events.
But nonetheless.
You're awesome and lovely, a watch for you, and sorry for this really long comment