Vodka – Page 66 – The Everlasting Contrast

Chills.

There has to be one for dylan as well x

The Dyl slouch.

dylan klebolds tec-9 and sawed off shotgun used on 4-20-99

It’s interesting when I’m in my human form, knowing I’m going to die. Everything has a touch of triviality to it, like how none of this calculus shit matters. the way it shouldn’t. the truth. In 26.4 hours i’ll be dead, & in happiness, Oh little zombie human fags will know their errors, & be forever suffering & mournful. HAHAHA of course I will miss things. not really.

– Dylan Klebold

anothercolumbinesite:

bryon and dylan klebold

The electric Dyl slide.

You poke; you pay, Zombie.

❤ the brisk swiping brush down the arm of his sleeve. Watch his feet position too. The body language says it all. OoO Srs bsns, Dyl.

brooklynklebold:

why do you feel the NEED.

missnothingface:

He is beyond adorable.

obsessedwithcolumbine:

Without you is how I disappear
And live my life alone, forever now.

A television in the library, its screen shot by Dylan.

at-long-last-he-is-content:

Death. (Afraid?) – Dylan Klebold’s dayplanner

This is definitely Dylan’s writing.

thewrath-of-naturalselection:

Diagram of items found in Dylan’s car.

#6015 – Bottle of St. John’s Wort – a herbal supplement he was secretly self medicating for his depression.