I love MCR with all my heart. Sometimes the fanbase drives me crazy, but I still like to count myself as part of it because it’s the only occasion where I’ve found people like me. I hate the jokes (except ones about Gerard being a woman), I read frerard on a regular basis, I fangirl over songs and shout about how attractive gerard is. 

I don’t know. I have a hate-to-love kind of affection for the fanbase. Even if you’re the most arrogant, insulting, elitist fan ever, I’ll probably still like you because I feel that we share something in common. People can say they hate the fanbase, and be really mean about it, but they’re just like everyone else, really. They’ll squeal when the new album gets released, and they’ll smile when Gerard dies his hair back to black. And I don’t know why, but I really like the concept of that. It makes me feel less lonely, I guess.