Farewell.

The end is here. I can't believe My Chemical Romance has split up. I still remember the first time i listened to them. How they warmed my teenage angsty heart. I remember the first time i watched the I'm not Okay video, i was a a chili festival with my family and my cousin, and we snucked away over to some computers that they had for the people. We played it, and looked at it over and over again, until a lady came over to us and told us to stop watching that and let other people use the computer. We laughed in her face and played it once more. I remember buying three cheers for sweet revenge the very next day with my cousin, along with foo fighters cd. To this day i've only ever listed to the foo fighters cd once, but that whole night my cousin and i took turns listening to MCR  late at night in my room, learning the lyrics to every song within that night. I remember listening to Frankie, say "Trust me" over and over and over, while my cousin listened to Gerard's hysteric laugh, and mimicking it perfectly. In a time where i barely even understood myself, they spoke the words in my heart. They spoke about the anger and frustration i felt, and it made me so happy to know i was not alone. They are one of my most vivid memory, and ive loved them so much. I still can't believe that i never got to see them live. Thank you MCR for speaking out for the kids who couldn't find their voice. Thank you for rooting for the underdog, and Thank you for saving a generation of screwed up kids. Thank you and Farewell.

-Lily