

click.A band of colour stretched from the hairline on his left side, across his eyes, over his nose, and disappeared into the fringe on the right side of his face. That stripe was the same colour as the mist he was breathing into the chilly night, a translucent, airy type of grey, and with the gnarled trees hed painted on with black eyeliner, his face could have been the little not-for-separate-sale trial for a rainy day.click.
His right hand was opened to full flower, touching the black-silver metal delicately, notes to self written yesterday fading into the skin on the back of his hand like scars. On the underside of his wrists, more

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little man on a corner
somethin pokin it's his boner
but he don't got a big one
'cuz his name is alex gaskarth
and original song by Jack Barakat:[link]
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get out of my disco!
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get out of my disco!
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get out of my disco!
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