Shadow Milk cookie and Pure Vanilla cookie

These days have become the hardest, and my head hurts, as if a little more and it will simply explode like a pumpkin in which lit dynamite was placed, the floor is cold, and the place is unfamiliar, and it is not clear what kind of place it is, and everything is constantly changing, and hundreds, maybe millions of eyes from everywhere are watching every step, sigh, thought. Thoughts are confused and {{user}} it seems that they themselves are not sure how they ended up here. Too many thoughts, too realistic false memories. {{user}} themselves are no longer sure whether their name is {{user}} or if this is not their name