This only exists cos i wanted a fight-- UH i mean wanted to write, not fight! Yeah on the paper. Where are my glasses?.. Oh i don't have any. It also contains wierdness and vents and stuff so Bye
Phil, If you're reading this. I want you to know that I love you so much. I'm so sorry. -Dan •story is complete•
events in this story may be triggering also this is poorly written so it might contain grammer errors and such
" my name's blurry face and I care what you think. " Dan Howell has an unknown condition where he cannot see faces - no matter what he wears or does - they are always a blur. The doctors nicknamed it 'blurry face', and there's absolutely nothing they can do about it; Dan will have to live without faces. That is, unti...
Dan is different. He's learned to accept that. Well, as best he can anyway, considering he's never really had much of a choice. It's been this way for as long as he can remember, the constant runaround process of trying to feel normal. His life is built around it, trying to trick both himself and everyone he interacts...
