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Honestly I'm not sure what this is, I had an idea based of the MCR album Black Parade so I somehow put this introduction together. And NO I do not support self harm, suicide, or anything like that. I'm against the idea of having to do that, because last week I fell victim to it and I did end up cutting. It was the first time I did it, and I'm going to make sure it's the only time. Sorry if the story's weird, just thought I may as well share it with someone.

He could feel the man's life slowly slipping away; it had all gone by so, so fast. Six months ago, Frank Iero was having the time of his life, playing the guitar with his five best friends in the world. One month after that, he fell from the stage, claiming to have fainted. During the next month, he was quieter, clumsier, skinnier. That was when Gerard started to worry. Frank refused to see the doctors; Gerard insisted, day in, day out. But still, the guitarist refused. It was only when he awoke in the middle of the night spitting up blood and bile that he let his best-friend drive him to the hospital. It was the 17th of May 2012. The day