Monday, May 3, 2010


oh dorian. poor poor dorian. don't you hate it when you see someone break right in front of you. and you can't help them. you'd reach out in a second. you'd yell warnings. you'd tell him to stop listening to lord henry. but he can't hear. because he is just words. paper and words making a person. he isn't really real. but you make him real. you give him the breath he needs to live. if you don't read. he doesn't exist. aren't books funny like that?

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