‹ Prequel: No Clue Why I Met You
Sequel: No Clue What I Should Do ›
Status: And every broken memory/ Of everything we only used to be/ Only makes it so much harder/ Now im fighting just to sleep/ I'm breaking down
No Clue Why I'm Alone
Frank
Pacing aroung the bus pulling my hair was not a good past time. Especially since Gerard had to come and stop me.
"Dude, what's wrong? Everyone's worries about you." he said, ushering me into the ass-sucking couch.
"Addison might be pregnant.." I confessed, smiling a little at the idea of being a father.
"Congrats... Papa Frank..."
"Fuck off, Gerard..."
"Dude, what's wrong? Everyone's worries about you." he said, ushering me into the ass-sucking couch.
"Addison might be pregnant.." I confessed, smiling a little at the idea of being a father.
"Congrats... Papa Frank..."
"Fuck off, Gerard..."
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I like this one.And the fifty goal still stands, even though all our children left D: