the only hope for me

Don't ever ask me why I like Gerard Way so much, ever, ever again. Or you'll get another one of these... He's Intelligent, but never arrogant. He's quiet and mysterious, but when he talks, he grabs your attention. You can see in his eyes that everything he says has thought behind it, everything he says is real. When he let's loose, he's goofy and witty but he never over does it. He's reserved, but when he walks out on a stage he's this wild, crazy, eccentric character. He's such a good person, but he has this evil, demented side to him that he expresses through his art, his music, his drawings, and his writing. He takes chances, dares to be different and doesn't care if people ridicule him for it. His creativity goes beyond all lengths. He sees the art and the beauty in things that a lot of people would find odd, frivolous or empty. He’s wise beyond his years and gives advice that you’ll find in time you should always listen to, but he would never judge you for the decisions that you make. Whether he's a rebellious priest, the sheriff of emo town, or the leader of a black parade....whether he's black, blonde, or red....from shaking his ass on stage, splattering blood all over his clothes, make-up, cowboy boots, and writing across his neck, to leather jackets, bulletproof vests, black and red suits, parade uniforms, jean jackets and 80's/patriocitc clothing...he's inspired me to let my creativity flow, be myself, don’t take anyone’s shit, and to never let them take me alive. Art is the weapon. Your imagination is the ammunition. Stay dirty and stay dangerous.Create and destroy as you see fit. Embrace your originality. The future is bulletproof, the aftermath is secondary. Unleash the fucking bats.

oh, &he's sexy.