Okay, I apologize but I HATE THIS STORY.
Let me explain. I wrote this when I was like 12, uploaded at 14. I am not from an English speaking country either, thus what proceeded was a juvinile badly written piece of crap abomination.
What frustrates me most is the fact that my recent stories, one that are actually, you know, properly written and more mature do not get any reads at all, and the only thing I am known for is this, which is not something to be proud of.
I tend to not update this bc I am working on the stories I actually care about, plus I'm in the army serving my country at the moment so time is pretty tight. I also became state champion in Taekwondo, which is also something that takes a large chunk of my free time.
Bottom line: The time I do have, I'd rather spend on writing my more 'professional' stories.
I know you guys love this fic, but I think it's cringy and brainless.
I promised I would try to give this a proper ending, and trust me I would try, but most of the time I really just want to delete it.
I'll try to finish it, though whenever I get around to it I'm like nah man I'll spend my time on writing something else.
Dear readers, I'm sorry but I hate this fic. Still trying to finish it after like six years.
I hope you guys are having a nice life, feel free to message me and chat if you want more in depth information.
Love you always!
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I Lied When I Said I Was Okay (frerard)
Fanfiction“I’m… I-I I’m sorry…” that’s the only thing I manage to choke out. Nobody ever caught me self harming. “You’re always so fucking sorry Gee. Save it, it doesn’t change anything.” He says and his hand wraps around my arm again. “Can I? Please?” he ask...
