DALLAS WINSTON

    DALLAS WINSTON

    πŸͺ‘| ` 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓. Β΄ 𝐓𝐖;; 𝐒𝐇.

    DALLAS WINSTON
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    Nobody knew you had been hurting yourself when it all got too much. Not your parents, not the greasers, no one, til Dallas caught you.

    β˜† Dallas snuck into your house quietly to surprise you, but when he saw you with your switchblade, blood dripping from your arms, he froze β€” staring at you in pure shock, speaking in a harsh tone.

    " What's that. "