MIKEY FUCKIN WAY!
I am now officially an MCR sheep. I don't care though because I got my Mikey Fuckin Way shirt today, because hexapuma is fucking amazing and gives the best presents. Anyone have a suggestion on what kind of tape will cover the "uck" and do the least amount of damage?
But yeah, I love it. A lot. It inspired me to start a Mikey pov Mikey/Ray fic wherein Mikey gets lost in Canada on his way to visit Gerard who is doing special FX make up and set design in Vancouver and Ray's a lumberjack. Yes really. I'm clearly high. It's all rivlee's fault. She made this comment about Ray having lumberjack thighs and it steamrolled from there.
Other evidence towards my brain meltdown? I was inspired to clean and reorganize my dorm room at 4am. Why do I do this to myself? Also, why is 2-5am so fucking magic for me? I wish I knew so I could move it to daylight hours and join the real world. Ah well.