So...this is the end (I've had a good life, the band was fun, I've lost some friends..god I'm Mikey Way trash.) Anyways, I really have no idea what to write here, I just have to somehow show that that was the end of this story.

I honestly don't know what the point of that ending was, I just wanted to end it with some drama, I guess. I originally had it so Ryan would lose his memories, but then I realized that most of the drama was with ryden so I changed that.

But anyways, I hope you enjoyed! And thanks for reading this shit hole of a story.

This was just started out of sheer boredom, I never expected it to get reads, like, at all. As I'm writing this (7/2/17, 7:07 pm) the story has 12k reads, which is way more than I ever would have expected. I'm shocked that it got 100 reads, let alone however many it will have when this is published.

*sigh* I remember when I first saw that someone was reading this shit and I got excited. Ah memories (where'd you go? You were all ive ever known. How I miss yesterday, and how I let it fade away)

Nobody cares, but another reason that this was started was because I read group chat fics when I'm bored, and it got to a point where I didn't really like any of them anymore, so I decided to make my own. They just had too much random stuff, you know? Like, "Jack is chasing Dallon out of the hotel room and he is carrying a fucking butter knife and throwing bouncy balls!!!" (That was completely made up, I'm not calling out any stories in particular) I don't really like that kind of stuff. I know there's a few chapters that are kinda like that, like the fight with Pete Patrick Ray and Ryan. And the whole Ashley (or was it Hayley ? I don't remember) stealing Jon's cat thing, but I didn't write that chapter, a friend was begging me to let her write one, so I did, and because I'm so nice (that's hilarious, I think I'm nice, I'm one of the most sarcastic little shits I know) I kept it in.

Honestly this was kind of just a place to store a bunch of the shitty jokes that I thought of at 3 in the morning, which is what most of the authors notes were. The authors notes also kinda became a place for me to complain about life.

Any questions or comments you can leave here, and again, I hope you enjoyed this mess.

And if you want to anything about me, feel free to ask, cause I love over sharing. (But I'm also really secretive. How that works, I don't know.)

For questions, I might add another chapter answering them, but only if there's a lot, and by a lot I mean more than five, if there even are any questions, that is. But if there aren't a lot, I'll just reply to the comment.

I leave you with pictures of Ryan Ross

(This is one of my favorites) sorry it isn't cropped, I was too lazy

Have some gifs, too

I think I have to many pictures of Ryan...wait, that isnt possible
But no seriously over half of the pictures I have are just Ryan

Also...notice the title...the references...okay this is actually the end now, why the fuck do I drag everything out

So long (and good night) fellow band trash

God, what is wrong with me