hidden_ziall
In the valley of the dolls, we sleep.
Got a hole inside of me,
Living with identities
That do not belong to me.
In my life, I got this far,
Now I’m ready for the last hoorah,
Dying like a shooting star.
or
about teenage years, struggling and murder; in which zayn's father is found dead
au - high school
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