Breaking Dylan

Who am I?

Dylan… and I always stop there.

Let’s face it, no one wants to hear about my jacked-up life. Besides, the court-appointed therapist says I need to find my purpose.

What a fucking joke.

But what I can find works just as well. Drugs? Definitely. Booze? Totally. Sex? Absolutely.

I thought 16 was supposed to be sweet. I’ve gone from losing my virginity, to losing myself. And now that I’ve hit bottom, they say there’s nowhere else to go but up.

Does that mean if I look high enough, I’ll see a new future written in my stars?

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