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ever think about how the Saw Police only knew adam by his first name for a time? even lawrence didn't ever hear his last name. there'd have been millions of adams in the city. if a self-made nobody like him disappeared, he'd be as good as erased from history

i like to think it's Scott who let them know who's gone. hearing on the news of an unknown missing "adam". dialing adam's number, gnawing at his fingernails when he's met with only pre-recorded monotony. beelining to adam's apartment door, knocking 'till his knuckles are an ugly shade of purple. i thought he was ignoring me, it's more than a missed band shoot. he doesn't care that he cares anymore, because now he knows it's too late to be an honest man. eyeliner's running down his cheeks; "this isn't fucking funny, dude. get off your ass and open up already."

scott poured some milk into the stray cat's saucer that night. though the scars are too deep to ever let himself turn back, he wonders if the poor thing has anyone left.

ever think about how the Saw Police only knew adam by his first name for a time? even lawrence didn't ever hear his last name. there'd have been millions of adams in the city. if a self-made nobody like him disappeared, he'd be as good as erased from history

i like to think it's Scott who let them know who's gone. hearing on the news of an unknown missing "adam". dialing adam's number, gnawing at his fingernails when he's met with only pre-recorded monotony. beelining to adam's apartment door, knocking 'till his knuckles are an ugly shade of purple. i thought he was ignoring me, it's more than a missed band shoot. he doesn't care that he cares anymore, because now he knows it's too late to be an honest man. eyeliner's running down his cheeks; "this isn't fucking funny, dude. get off your ass and open up already."