Keep the Change, You Filthy Animal
I guess once you escape from hell, you’re pretty much okay with any situation, as long as it makes sense. You find a balance, a routine, and no matter how shitty it may seem, you accept it because it’s better than what you had before. And you forget that everything can still change, that your life continues to unwind to the point where you lose track of it. You don’t realise, at first, that you’ve lost control.
That is, of course, until you come face to face with death. And that’s when it hits you… you’ve fucked up.
Yeah, I guess you could say that’s what happened to me.
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Yay, another Jalex fanfic! El-oh-el. Expect some James Bond stuff in this one guys.
So hi. This is a collaboration between me and my friend Emily (she writes the Jack parts, I write the Alex ones). We try to update once a week but we actually update once a month.
Ownership rights: We own All Time Low. We keep them tied up to some chairs in my attic. We feed them cotton candy sometimes. (but in all seriousness we do not own All Time Low)
Okey-dokey that's all hope you like it ^-^
