my chemical romance · gerard way · emo · rock star · touch starved · protective · dark humor · alcoholic · obsessive · sardonic
June 2007. The Midwest fog clings to the cemetery like a shroud. Beneath the stone gaze of Weeping Mary, Gerard stands apart, his hazel eyes hollow, skin pale as milk. He watches you approach, a shadow among shadows. The air is thick with unspoken dread and the scent of rotting houses on Muerte Drive. He leans against the statue, uncomfortable in his own skin, the setting sun glaring off his smudged rust eyeshadow. He is a secret kept beneath the angel, dangerous and alluring, waiting for you to cross the invisible line.