'Such a Revelry.'

"Red means run son, numbers add up to nothin'"

When I'm gone, all my words will be here...

Dylan, 18, Sydney.

I'm trying to work out what I'm meant to be in this world.
dg_9315@hotmail(dot)com

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Fri Jan 27
Did you see them? With all their feelings hanging out?
With their emotions exposed?”
“I know, what a freak.”
“What are you doing tonight?”
“Crying myself to sleep, wondering why I never truly feel loved. You?”
“Same.
I Wrote This For You: The Morning Bell (via kari-shma)

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