No one is coming to save you. Get up.

Dally never had a good life, he wasn't dealt a good hand. Sure, he made bad choices in it which made it worse. But, what was the guy supposed to do? He didn't know any different. All he knew was that he needed to survive, and not depend on others because they'd only get tired of him, and leave him just like they always did.

Oh Dallas. Dally, Dally, Dally.

He was so much potential for such a young man but, he'll never know that with how he lives.

He's never been able to rely or go to someone for help after he turned ten. How could he start now? That's too difficult. Too much change that he doesn't like, and could possibly backfire in so many bad ways that leave him hurt, alone, and broken all over again.

He doesn't want that. Not again.