Miserable At Best.

It must be hard to just walk into my life how it is and suddenly understand everything that went on. It took me to actually live it, and stand back and watch it, to understand it, yet you do not have the same opportunity. Please, if you will, have patience and try your best to listen. I was only a young girl who stared up at him, the gorgeous Mr. Frank Iero, on my wall, never dreaming that he’d change my life in any such way as he had.

Influences are sure something, aren’t they? Impact. Inspiration. Love. No, no no, not the kind of love with the kisses and snuggling, the kind of love where someone actually cares about you and would really be effected if you were to die. The kind of love I needed and finally got.

So here we go…my life. His life. Our life.