and I’m hoping I can do it justice. This is a relatively short chapter, but future ones should be longer. Also, I’m relatively new to posting to a community and such, so I apologize if this doesn’t quite work out. And one last thing: the title comes from Elvis Presley's "Jailhouse Rock".

Pete gazed out through the barred wall in ( Read more... )

My God. Leave it to me to be the last person to know the news. Of course, I had to be without internet for a couple of days, therefor unable to read comments (Sorry to everyone I haven't responded to yet) and unable to check all my regular sites. So now, as I sit surrounded by 11 year old boys, I finally figure out that Panic!'s breaking up. And ( Read more... )

Gwarg. That's what I have to say to you, live journal. You're damn confusing, and I have no idea how cuts work. God damn it all.

            “Shut up. Please. I’ve thought about it enough. You’re here now. That’s all that matters. Now we can talk, but just not about what could have been. Depression is a bitch, and I don’t want her getting her hands on you when I’m not here not fight her off.”

Frank looked at Gerard and nodded slightly. The sick man moved to the ( Read more... )

                    Hello, Livejournal. I've caved and finally created an account. Granted, this one has been around for a while, but I've finally gotten around to doing something with it ( Read more... )