Status: just sorta playing around with this idea...
Descending
Maybe it was all my fault.
Maybe she was right about me.
Maybe I'm better off like this.
Who even knows anymore?
Depression hits poor Mikey Way hard on tour of The Black Parade. He's distant and lost; almost a ghost to those who care so much about him. His friends can't reach out to him, he won't let them. Nothing anyone does is working, and Mikey just keeps getting worse.
Schizophrenia
Anxiety
Bipolar Disorder
He's almost better off dead, just like the rest of him truly is. The descent into his mind is just too much for him to bear. How do you find hope in such a lonely, dreadful place?
It's going to be a Waycest, so if you don't like, don't read. Thank you!
Maybe she was right about me.
Maybe I'm better off like this.
Who even knows anymore?
Depression hits poor Mikey Way hard on tour of The Black Parade. He's distant and lost; almost a ghost to those who care so much about him. His friends can't reach out to him, he won't let them. Nothing anyone does is working, and Mikey just keeps getting worse.
Schizophrenia
Anxiety
Bipolar Disorder
He's almost better off dead, just like the rest of him truly is. The descent into his mind is just too much for him to bear. How do you find hope in such a lonely, dreadful place?
It's going to be a Waycest, so if you don't like, don't read. Thank you!
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Where It Began
Two Years Ago - It Controls Me
- Always Alone
- Needs Help
- Second Chance