Hey hey, I'm Albi, and I'm a total and complete Frerard whore. I can't get enough of that shit. Frerard is my addiction, and if I'm not reading or writing it, I'm daydreaming about it. I could spend my entire life in front of a computer screen, as long as there was Frerard on it. Freaked out yet? Yeah, I told you I'm obsessed.
Frerard is pretty much everything to me. It's what picks me up when I'm sad, and makes me feel like somebody [or something] is there when I'm lonely. And then there's times when I'm not depressed or alone or in need of comfort, and Frerard's there for that, too :D Slash fanfiction, in my opinion, can cure any ailment you've got. It's just magic like that.
I have lots of Frerard stuff, and if you rate and review it nicely, I'll love you forever. Deal?