I just found out that my favorite band ever has broken up.  I really don't know how to feel.  They have been there for me in my darkest moments.  They have inspired me to follow my own crazy dreams and be my own person.  They were there for me when I fell in love.  And when that love began to crumple around me.  They were there when I hardly knew myself.  And I was accepted.  I could be into dark stuff, and artistic, and queer, and whatever else.  Every emotion was there in a song.  Every day I had to walk through school with a fake smile, I could listen to a song that essentially said 'fuck you' and make it through another day of hell.  Every night I was perched on the edge of existence, they reminded me that I wasn't alone.  Thank you, My Chemical Romance, for being there through everything.  I just wish with all of my being that this wasn't the end.  Why does everything good have to end?