A Year and Some Days
So it's been over a year, that a priveliged, deserving few waited to see the boys of MCR over the course of 48 hours. At the HOB in Hollywood where they almost caused car crashes, sang happy birthday to Frankie with twizzlers held high and witnessed midnight renditions of the Rocky Horror Picture Show by bums. This is where many met, and established iron clad friendships. Where the sidewalk was spraypainted in TBP class and style. This is my tribute. I am not in this picture, only my legs and whore skirt to the left, but many who I've come to love are.
