Wentzd's Blog

There once was a small girl. She didnt have many friends and her family hated her. When she felt like crap, she would cry, play her guitar (if her family had given some support, she couldve been raking in millions), or cut herself on her legs, forcing her to always wear long pants. She loved Fall Out Boy because they taught her that beauty can be found in a tourtured soul and that evil can be disguised.
   One day her mother yelled at the girl, telling her she was a good for nothing loser. So, naturally, the girl retreated into her room, under the watchful eyes of her Fall Out Boy posters; her gaurdians, her angels. The girl would often talk to her posters if she was lonley, or ask for advice when she was down.
   On the very day her mother yelled at her, she consulted Pete to see what she should do.
   "Oh darling", the angel cooed. "Come and empty your spinning mind to me". The girl spilled every detail to Pete.
   "I have just the thing to wash all the sad away" Pete smiled as he took out a bag of little pink pills.
   "In fact..." Pete added. "Youll never feel sad, angry, alone...ever again". The girl looked at the angel questioningly.
   "How many do I take?" the girl asked.
   "If it take only one to make you sleep for a night, take all of them to sleep forever", the angel purred. "Come on, Ive done it before. What could go wrong?"