I am a marshmallow who loves cupcakes. (MCR in New York, December 3rd, 2010)

Okay. It is less than 24 hours since I saw My Chemical Romance in concert.

I SAW MY CHEM IN CONCERT.

This is going to be entirely incoherent, but I'm really just trying to get all my thoughts on the concert itself* down before I FORGET and it slips away from me. I feel like. I don't even know.

They were ( amazing. AMAZING. )

OH MY GOD, IDK. I HAVE ANOTHER WHOLE POST IN ME, THIS ONE PROBABLY FOR TOMORROW, ABOUT ALL OF THE PEOPLE WE SPENT OUR DAY WITH. I LOVE EVERYBODY. SRSLY. Eight hours out in the cold never felt this fun. ♥♥♥

I know I've forgotten a bunch of stuff, like Gerard's stage banter, or Frank doing something particularly amazing, but just. JUST. I had to get this down. It was amazing. Being in that crowd, with my favorite people scattered throughout the audience, watching this band? Was amazing. I don't care that I had to live through that horrible opener, or almost pass out in the swaying pit, because I got to see THAT. And now, I say, BRING ON THE SPRING. OMG, it cannot come soon enough. I am SO READY for MORE.

♥♥♥

(For actual footage and pictures, check out this post, which I plan on haunting for a WHILE.)