Here's me being nervous. Tomorrow is the Cobra Starship concert, and my first concert that's not a country one I was made to go to by my mum. And then I have to buy My Chemical Romance tickets the day after, and I have no idea when the tickets go on sale. Bleh.

O, hay thar, Panic at the Disco tickets. I see you in my mailbox. XD

My Chemial Romance is apparently coming to Austin in April for a concert. I just spent all miney and my mum's money on Panic at the Disco tickets. ...do I need all of my organs, or can I sell some on the black market?

So, I got my Panic tickets. And they cost a lot. You're lucky I like you, Panic at the Disco... (you're also lucky my mum wishes she could adopt you, Ryan Ross.)

I want to write a story about Ray Fucking Toro. About his amazing thighs, and his amazing arms, and his big hands, and his big mouth, and his big co--- erm... hair?

I am going to write a story about Ray Fucking Toro and I am going to finish this story and I am going to freaking post it so help me ( Read more... )