Dear Diary,
Today I saw Gerard. He was lurking in the cruel grasps of Bert McFackin. I heroically charged at the evil Bert, McSlapping him right in the face. "Get away from my Gerard!"
Bert gasped. "No way, greasy trash! Gerard is mine!" He yelled. I started to cry. "Don't call me greasy trash!" I kicked him right in the no-no zone. He fell on his butt. "I've McFallin!" He screeched. I ran away.
I will have you someday, my lovely Gerard.
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i am bryar bob ➸ b.b
Fanfictioncorn child (this is a crack fic. read it if you want to laugh a lot.) (this is a collab with @doodlingdeath, go follow her.)
