Zacky Vengeance Quotes"We didn't really know what we were getting ourselves into. We thought you would just go to a restaurant and they would serve you King Cobra, like it was a common thing. But that wasn't the case." Referencing his experience with drinking the blood of the King CobraZacky Vengeance Quotes5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"If it were all going to end tomorrow, we'd still be the same people that we are. I think that's why we have such a long career. We just stay true to ourselves and have fun doing it."
"I read that I was a 6 finger guitarist." Referencing the weirdest thing he ever read about himself.
"I think that illegal downloading is great. I'd rather sell a million songs for 5-10 cents apiece than a hundred at $20 a CD. It's all about getting your music heard.
"As far as my overall favorite song of all time I would probably say MIA form the city of Evil CD. From think that's probably one of the most meaningful, strongest, heartfelt, songs that we've ever written."
"We just really like to try to be the best songwriters that we can be as o
UntitledFerard Chapter 1"Gee, you're my best friend in the whole world!" Frankie told me. He was obviously drunk, and every few words were penetrated by hiccups.UntitledFerard Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
We were both sitting on my old, cracked, black leather couch in my way-too-small apartment. There were art supplies and music -in the forms of cds, records, and cassette tapes- scattered on the floor along with comic books and dirty clothes. The cans of beer we recently demolished were scattered around the living room. They weren't all ours, of course. Our band mates -Ray and Mikey- were here for a while too, but they had left hours ago.
"Mhmm." I responded. I took a sip of my beer before checking my watch. It was almost one. Shit. "It's getting late, Frankie."
"Oh, fuck time!" Frankie said with a laugh.
I sighed and put my beer back on the table. "You do know I'm not letting you go anywhere tonight, right?"
"Awwww, come on! -hic- Live a little! -hic-" he replied.
"Oh, no." I said with a laugh "if I have to physically hold you down to keep
We Will Miss YouThe wind whirled his dark brown hair around, stinging his chocolate brown eyes as he stared at the small, marble tombstone.We Will Miss You5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His strong hands lay limp at his sides, all power gone from his fingers.
Losing his strength, his knees bowed, and he fell to them. The dewed grass licked and moistened his jeans, and he begged the cold stone to bring his friend back.
Brian Haner begged time to rewind as he dug his nails into the dirt that was still soft from the night's previous rain.
He pleaded for his best friend to come back, wished to just see that smile one more time.
A harsh wind rushed in, bringing more pelting rain with it.
He was alone, his raspy wishes only heard by an unresponsive, grey stone that read off his friend's name: Jimmy Owen Sullivan.
Night brought heavy loneliness. The blankets were uncomforting and scratchy, seeming unatural nad foreign to his skin.
Kicking them off, he fell to the floor and groaned as his elbow tingled in pain from where it hit the hardwood floor.
Kindergarten Five year old Frank Iero shuffled nervously into his kindergarten classroom, carrying a metal Spiderman lunchbox by his side, his mother who was standing behind him carrying his matching backpack. Children his age sat around the room, playing with blocks and dolls and action figures. "Good morning!" said an older shorthaired blonde lady as she shook his mother's hand. "I'm Mrs. Sullen." She paused and peered down at the small dark haired boy now hiding behind his mother's leg and clinging to it, peering back at the teacher from under his long bangs. "And this must be Frank." She said with a bright small as she put her hands on her knees, kneeling closer to his level. "I'm going to be your teacher this year." Frank turned his head, hiding his face behind his mother's leg. "I'm sorry." said Mrs. Iero as she ran a hand through her son's hair. "He's just a little shy." "Oh, that's alright." said Mrs. Sullen. "Lots of kids are shy during the first week. He'll warm up."Kindergarten5 years ago in Romance More Like This
Brimmy- You Gotta Let Go of MeThe crisp December air felt amazing against his tear-dampened face. It rolled inward from the distant ocean, carrying with it the scent of salt and the gentle slap of waves against sand. Above, twinkling like a thousand unseeing eyes, stars were strung across an infinite velvet backdrop. They peered sightlessly onto Huntington Beach, all-knowing and yet far from understanding as a man collapsed to his knees at the edge of a wooden deck, smoke curling from his lips and cheekbones glistening with thick ropes of anguish.Brimmy- You Gotta Let Go of Me5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"J - Jimmy " he whimpered, the cigarette between his fingers trembling as a sob swelled into his throat. "I m - miss you We all do. I - It's been a whole year now. I still can't understand how it happened - why You were amazing. Funny, sweet, always smiling. You had n - no reason to go so soon "
He leaned against the railing that surrounded the deck of he and his wife's two-story home. Moonlight glimmered across the planes of his chest, reveal