Gerard way

A/N: Sorry. I'll make this Author's Note a short one but I have a few सवालों for आप all. Since I'm currently stuck at a writer's block, i'm posting what I have so far. I'd really appreciate it if आप guys would टिप्पणी दे with what you'd like to see, या think will happen next. I do have a few ideas but have no clue on how to incorporate them into here. Also I would like to apologize in advance for my horrible spelling. Here goes nothing..

Roughly 1am
Sleep. Can't Sleep.
I crawled from my बिस्तर and slipped a hoodie over my t-shirt. I walked into the living room only to find my drunk नितंब, गधा mother...

Yeah- here आप go.

Three

Mikey's lips moved across my collarbone, his cool breath leaving a trail of गूसबम्प्स from ear to ear. His Soft lips pressed against my own, and I could feel them turn into a smile as I shifted under him. 
"Switch?" he breathed, wanting to make sure I was not uncomfortable. I nodded and returned the grin as I began to हटाइए across the couch, not failing to do so without almost falling off the damned thing. 
"Gerard has to get a bigger couch.."  the man -now under me- noted. I smirked and moved one of my legs between his. 
"Gerard has to buy a lot of things." I moved...

Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And आप never had a chance
Love it, या leave it, आप can't understand
A pretty face, but आप do so carry on,
and on,
and on

I wouldn't front the scene if आप paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on,
and on,
and on,
and on
Love is the red the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor,
the floor,
the floor

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe

[Chorus]
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll...