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So, My Chemical Fucking Romance does Madison Square Garden. There is NOT ENOUGH GLEE IN THE WORLD. I shouldn't have gone, I had 2 papers to write, I stood outside in the rain for six hours, and it was the best night of my life thus far. I regret nothing.

( Warning: EXTREME RAMBLING AND INCOHERENCE. )

Next: So, apparently the way to make friends at a Panic show is to wear a Mikey Fucking Way shirt? Also, OMG THE HUSH BOYS TOUCHED ME. EEEEE.