Status: Just doing something different.

Independent.

Hello world!

Hello world, it's Frank Iero. Well, actually it's Francesca Iero; Frank Iero's daughter. Most people call me Frank. Why? Don't ask because I don't know. Ever since I can remember, I've been called Frank. Even my dad calls me Frank. I think he did that on purpose.

Well, dad's on tour; has been for five months. I miss him; even if I forgot what he looks like. I'm at grandma's house till he gets back. Three more months.

Don't get me wrong I love my grandma, but it can be a little cray sometimes. Like last night, for example; grandma was screaming on the phone. All I hear was "you need to be here for your daughter Frank! She doesn't even remember what you look like!"

That's when I had gotten news that my dads three month tour got extended to eight. I'll only get to spend four or so months with him before he has to go back into the studio.

Well I have to go for now world, grandma made spaghetti.
Sighing off for now,
Xoxo Frnk!
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This is not going to be a super long story so, the chapters will be longer.