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Bert: "I did. I tried for 12 years."
Bert: "That's gotta mean something right?"
Gerard: "What do you want from me?"
Bert: "I don't know."
Gerard: "Whatever it is, I can't give it to you."
Bert: "Okay."
YOU ARE READING
FUCKER
Fanfiction2017-2018 It's been 12? 12 fucking years. And I still hate you. *This is presented a little differently than usual. Hope you enjoy.*
