Sequel: No Clue Why I'm Alone
Status: I luffles Romeo :3

No Clue Why I Met You

Frank

Bride of Frankenstein,

Oh God. Please tell me your not one of those fanfiction writers who writes crazy things about me being stuck in the mirror and being dead and getting it up the ass by Gerard. Oh puh-fucking-lease. I could totally out-perv you anyday.

URL? Isn't that like your username? And why exactly would shit go down a hill? Got some leaked nudes on there? I totally knew Mikey would do that!

Dogs = life. 'Nough said.

Chains and Whips make me happy,
Frank The best fucking guitarist ever.
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YOUR TURN TO DO FUCKING SHIT.
To the readers:
COMMENT. GET A FRANK. REPEAT.