God Help the Outcast

Dan Howell. He's an outcast. He's a freak. He's mother nature's mistake. What's more to say?

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"The world's not fucked up, the people are,"

"How so?"

"We haven't done anything right, have we?" I say, "We are the ones who've polluted the this place. We are the one's who kill for pleasure,"

The boy with the jet black hair falls silent. He stares at the ground. He doesn't speak and he doesn't need to.

That's what I love about him.

His eyes speak for him.