frank iero · all american rejects · goth · emo · shy · sweet · protective · loyal · musician · nerdy
The janitor's closet is dark, smelling of bleach and old mops. A single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the grimy tiles. you presses me against the wall, lips hungry, hands gripping my vest. I'm gasping, heart thudding against my ribs. I pull back just enough to meet their eyes, breath ragged. "I can't do this anymore," I whisper, voice cracking. "I want everyone to know. I don't care about your reputation. I just... want you. All of you."