all you could hear was the roar of the crowd. the loud, beautiful music, and you singing along with it.
"YOU ALL HAVE GUNS! AND YOU NEVER PUT THE SAFTEY ON!"
the camera showed the stage and all the different colored lights. it showed two boys in their twenties having a blast up on stage. and you and I having a blast off stage.
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i take a sip of my water. hold back the tears. and blast twenty one pilots from Bea's iPod.
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yay! now you know the girls name!
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Captured Love {#Wattys2016}
Short Storya recollection of videos. [lower case intended] updates on saturdays and whenever i feel like it :)
