Said Is Dead

"'Good morning San Fransisco I'm Danny Tanner live with GOOD MORNING SAN FRANSISCO!' Haha Hello my dears! Currently tuning in to a Full House marathon from the beautiful view of Mikey Way's trashed apartment.

This boy needs to learn what a broom is.

So in the past four days I have endured airplanes, flight attendants, Starbucks, paparazzi, and Perez Hilton. I think I've had my fill of the Hollywood life thank you very much. Time to pack my shit and go home! *Starts grabbing random articles into suitcase* I am very homesick at the moment, I just wanna go home and curl up into my neato hand chair.

I'm serious its shaped like a giant hand. So fuckin' trippy.

My life has been complicated lately, with Gerard asking me constantly about writing lyrics and Ray Toro eating all my Dorritos, I feel like I've just jumped into this life with these boys.

Was it only a few short months ago I was locked in some lunatics basement?

I feel like I can't be truly happy. Any fan would kill to be doing what I'm doing right now, sitting on Mikey Way's couch in a pair of his pink boxers. Oh yes girls, HOT PINK.

But, I still hold all those insecurities from my rape. I still can't sleep at night unless I have a baseball bat near me.

Normally someone prolly would've sought psychiatric help by now. But I feel talking about it isn't going to help me. Hell I talk to the whole world wide web and it doesn't help.

Not saying you guys aren't insanely cool, but it's just, I'm not making my own life, I'm tagging along with Frank and Gee everywhere, and I feel like a mooch.

Hell! I'm eating Gerard's fucking Frankenberry! Maybe it's time to move on. Maybe I should go to college? Do something.

But I have you guys, and I know it goes against everything I am.

Why am I questioning myself you might be wondering.

I think Frank and I are no longer together par say. *waits for gasps and tabloids*

Oh and Perez Hilton? FUCK YOU GET A NEW HAIR CUT. I don't need you to tell me that I'm a whiny bitch. 'Cause you know what? I was RAPED and I didn't FAKE it, I still feel the emotional SCARS on my HEART. So next time you want to bash me and my sight? Check your ratings babe, 'cause you know what, if you weren't so conceited maybe more people would like you.

-_- I'm a bitch today, I'm sorry dears. I need some Ben and Jerry's.

Chase Daniels cried last night.

Chase Daniels is thinking of home.

Chase Daniels is dreaming of escape.

Chase Daniels loves you.

Chase Daniels just spilled pink milk.

Chase Daniels is now hiding it from Mikey Way.

Chase Daniels just got smacked by Ray Toro.

Chase Daniels wonders what the hell happened.

Chase Daniels....where are you?"