I drift back over here so much, wondering how I might would revive a project like this. Every few months, I check stats, peruse old entries, and every so often accept a request to join Strike the Choir. So fucking dope seeing new users here, both in STC and on Dreamwidth, period. I joined back in 2018 to rejoice in this site's deadness—seemingly remote as a cemetery, "Created on..., last updated..." reading as an epitaph. I'd check the Mychem tag here frequently; it seemed like the only people really kicking it here were me and old-school fic writers, and only a handful at that.

My friends and I used to exchange poetry here. We knew each other exclusively through a computer screen, so the thought of a place just for us—a digital treehouse, of sorts?—was just enthralling to me. A few of us created this community together. Though I've privated my own contributions here, I'm still so electrified by the conversations we started and perhaps never quite finished. That's one of the reasons I wanted to hide my entries: I never felt that my thought was complete. But I'm stilled endeared to the essays I wrote and would want to revise and reshare them one day. And since Strike the Choir, I've had so many ideas for Mychem-adjacent projects that have yet to come to fruition.

So, in short... I'm still a huge fan beyond excited to see other fans cropping up in this place's midst. My last two shows were MCR—NJ in August and Atlanta in September. My first time seeing them was in Raleigh my sophomore year of college. I've since gone to enough shows to make my younger self proud. I was fifteen back when I joined Dreamwidth, seventeen when we started this journal. Those girls would've shit.

If you've scrolled through our entries, you'll see where I've left a message like this every once in a while, like dropping a coin into a wishing well (or maybe my messages are more comparable to a pebble). I guess this one's no different, besides being so longwinded! My essays were like that then too. But today I woke up a half-step in the past, and I managed a quarter-turn that placed the past seven years much closer in my periphery than I imagined they'd been before. It made me sick; it made me smile. I figured I'd leave something here for the people who've subscribed/joined in the years after my last message.

For any of you new to Strike the Choir and/or Dreamwidth, write me (I'd say us, but it's pretty much just me now) something down below if you want. Tell me about how My Chemical Romance makes you dance =), what shows you've been to—you know the drill.