For a Minute There, I Lost Myself

For a Minute There, I Lost Myself

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Ryan Ross has always been a writer, whether or not they were song lyrics or essays. Brendon Urie, on the other hand, has always been more visual. Through the words of Ryan, and the eyes of Brendon, you will be able to experience the joy of first loves, and the destruction they soon become.
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The sex industry was a dangerous place, everyone knew that. Sure, it had its perks, but for glamour model Ryan Ross, the only perk was being asked to partake in a photoshoot with gorgeous pornstar Brendon Urie, a man he both hated and admired. That single photoshoot might just have been the detonation that started everything: the lies, the affairs, the heartbreak, the scheming - in order to stay sane, you had to keep your hands to yourself. And for someone like Brendon, it would be the hardest thing he'd ever had to do. Because when you fall, you bring everyone else down with you. "How can you be okay with yourself knowing that you caused all...this?" "I'm never okay with myself, Ryan. Ever." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

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