ryan
i looked over the polaroids of mr. urie.
the one i had taken when brendon finally beat his dad at a tennis match was first. the moment flashed through my mind quickly.
another one of when i had came out of brendon's room, using the excuse of "going to the bathroom." and actually taking pictures of him.
another after another polaroid.
another after another memory.
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welp,,
i still have nothing left to say, so...
ciao !!
~destiny !!
