prologue
lesson of the day – no, year – no, life: just do what ashton irwin says. because if you don't, you'll end up like me. a sad lowlife whose only friend is their manager. and their two kids, if that counts. im just alone, and for the lack of a better term, hated.
honestly, if it wasn't for my two boys that life gifted me with, i'd probably be dead. instead of being dead, i would much rather be alive, just not a single mother of twins that got knocked up by some wannabe-punk-rock drummer.
i've always hated ashton for him moving on from us. although, i have admired him at times. he's so care-free, so smiley, and just simply talented. however, he never checks on me, or his children. the only things he cares about is his music, his bandmates, and his precious model girlfriend, bryana holly. selfish bastard.
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fortissimo. | ashton irwin a.u.
Fanfictionhe told me to sing louder, i didn't listen. he told me to talk quieter, i didn't listen. he told me to stay away from him, i didn't listen. ....i should've listened.
