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I'll probably like copy and paste this to the beginning of the story as well but. It is currently 5am EST. The date is July 26th 2020. Every other part of this story was written between 2015 - 2016. I was around the age of 13, now I am almost a legal adult. I took it down maybe in 2017 or 2018. I was embarrassed by this, I was embarrassed by being emo, I was embarrassed by being a part of the My Chemical Romance fandom. Somewhere along the way, I decided I was too good for this. Somewhere along the way I stopped having a lot of internet friends, most I met on here. Mainly through the comment section of other My Chemical Romance stories (Frerard fanfiction babey). I talk to one person that I met on Instagram now and like my boyfriend and that's it. I was embarrassed of who I used to be. Of being emo. I still get mad when people call me emo. But This morning. I woke up at 4am. And I really missed talking to one particular person from my past. Ranata if you're out there 🥺. And I went through the messages on my page to try and find her Wattpad to hit her up and I saw everyone's messages to me on my page. And like, I was so cringey, but everyone was so nice to me. People commenting their fandoms on my page, calling me fabulous for following them back, Renata calling me a cute girl. And it just made me miss everything. Why did I grow up and value "not being cringey" and "being mature" over the friends I had in this fandom. I cried while writing that ^ Anyways, I'm not going to like revert back to being emo, I'm proud of who I am now and growth is important, but in solidarity, I'm giving the world back my most popular stories. This, My Chemical Romance Imagines, My Chemical Romance Preferences,and my Supernatural Crack.
Cas-I-Elle
