So you see my name is Brendon. Brendon Urie to be precise, here is a little more about me. I'm 17 and live not too far from Las Vegas. I enjoy music, like a lot ; I even write some of my own but you don't want to hear that. My parents don't talk to me much so that's why I go to my notebook. It's full of life, maybe not to you but to me it's my whole world. Words spilling at every edge. Funny really, I write music but I've never sung in front of everyone. Maybe once or twice I've let out a few verses at school and people have over heard me but god bless them and their ears. But that doesn't matter. I suffer from anxiety, so this helps a lot, sit down, open my notebook and write. It's probably obvious but I don't get out much too, if you ask where I've been I'll most likely say my desk. Desk of dreams I call it, somewhere where I hope every thought and desire comes true. That one day these words can become music and joy to someone's life.
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