congratulations, you found this. good job.

my name is Rory Turing. I am 18, at least I was when I died.

if you haven't noticed by the weird shit I've been putting in my carrd, I'm looking for my boyfriend, Apollo Locke.

for some reason, my spirit is stuck here on earth, and I can't go to heaven until I get to do what I wanted to do.

say goodbye to my boyfriend one last time.

problem is, I can't do that. he's gone. I don't know where he went.

I want to find him. I really do. but I can't.

that's why all that shit is in my carrd. now, you may be asking, "rory, if you wanted to do that, why did you have to be so goddamn cryptic about it?"

well... people don't really believe in ghosts. if I outright said it, people would try their hardest to prove that it's just some idiot who can't respect the dead. that, and those who DO believe it would think I'm trying to kill them or Apollo, but that's far from what I want. so, the solution is easy: try to act normal and leave all that crying for help shit hidden. kinda like what I did before I died, except I was the carrd, and the only one who really bothered to go through all that was Apollo.

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I miss him. I really do.
normally, it's the ones who are alive who grieve the dead, but for me it's... it's sort of the opposite.

i'm dead, he's (hopefully) alive somewhere in this world, yet I'm the one grieving. isn't that funny?
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...help me find apollo. please.
help me be happy.

his old twt :]
it's a shame it's not up anymore, though.

rirelqnl v pbzr pybfre gb npprcgvat gur snpg gung v'z tbaan or yvxr guvf sberire.

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<3