My Frank will worry about me.
I know he will ask about me.
I need to think
Quick
On where to put my sugar.
Frank can't see it.
I shove it into my underwear,
Check the mirror
Just in case the bags sticks out of my jeans
In a weird way,
Then I wash my face.
I look okay.
Smiling
I open the door.
"Hi, Frankie."
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
