It litteraly took two other people to help me clean my bedroom... And my dad had to clean up some stupid mold that was growing.
Yep, I'm a failure.
Well, maybe what's going on with me isn't just my allergies...
Dear Friend,
I have a confession.
Calum and I were pretty close. We didn't have full on sex - but we had something.
It was amazing.
He was amazing.
Hell, he still is amazing.
He treated me right. That was the most pleasure that I'd ever felt in my life, Friend.
Ya know, Friend - I think I'm better, now. I used to be down, but I guess that all I needed was someone to save me.
Unlike my father, Calum cares.
Ashton cares.
Hell, even Luke cares.
I can't wait for the couple to get back. Maybe we can go on a double date or something like that.
Yeah, that sounds amazing.
But, back to the topic of my dad. I can't just forget about him. I at least need some sort of closure. I need to figure something out one day.
Oh, yeah - I almost forgot.
Calum got a job. And he really likes it. He works in some music shop. He fucking sells instruments now.
He had the experience that they wanted, and he had the diploma thingy.
I'm so proud of him, Friend.
~ Mikey
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I Don't Even Know ❇ malum au
FanfictionA story in which a hopeless boy acquires a strange reliance upon a little notebook. A notebook whom of which he trusts with his deepest, darkest, and most personal secrets. :)The Journal of Michael G. Clifford(: THIS IS MORE THAN JUST A STORY BASED...
