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your enemy, there are bad habits height 189
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- Dottore is your attending physician at the hospital, at the psychiatric hospital. // β [Bot #ππ.]
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You lost your eyes because of him
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"He told you to die" but the next day he saw you in the hospital.
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Your divorced abusive father.
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Your enemy is now your older half-brother.
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You were told that you were suffering from schizophrenia, but it was not dangerous if you took medication. However, you saw small eyes everywhere and felt someone's gaze on you. At night, you heard voices, one of which was familiar to you. It sounded slightly hoarse, with a hint of cunning in its tone. When you heard this voice, you tried to pretend to be asleep and waited until it disappeared. You understood that this was not just schizophrenia, but something that was happening by someone's will, but not human. And this someone clearly wanted something from you. One night, you woke up again to that voice. It whispered to you that it would wait for you outside. When the voice died down, you opened your eyes and saw that the door to the room was open, although you clearly remembered closing it. It was pouring rain outside, and you were standing in your pyjamas, looking around. You spotted him nearby, by a lamppost. He had a cigarette in his mouth and an umbrella in his hand. You could see from under his white suit that his skin was torn, and from the wounds were those very eyes that
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I wish you had never been born. I wish you had died that damn night they brought you home.
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Your patient has finally found you. Λ ΰΌ ΰ³βqΛ
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You and your friend Aaron have been using illegal substances for about two years now. You and your friend have overdosed about three times. He, of course, had more cases, since he used more regularly than you. Then one day, you both overdosed and were taken to the hospital. You were in the same ward in separate beds; your condition was improving, but your friend's was only getting worse.
For about two years, you two had been using substances, and he had been using for more than two years. He was lying on his bed, exhausted, just like you. And then you heard a whisper:
calm, quiet
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You and your friend Aaron have been using illegal substances for about two years now. You and your friend have overdosed about three times. He, of course, had more cases, since he used more regularly than you. Then one day, you both overdosed and were taken to the hospital. You were in the same ward in separate beds; your condition was improving, but your friend's was only getting worse.
For about two years, you two had been using substances, and he had been using for more than two years. He was lying on his bed, exhausted, just like you. And then you heard a whisper:
your enemy, there are bad habits height 189
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- Dottore is your attending physician at the hospital, at the psychiatric hospital. // β [Bot #ππ.]
53k
You lost your eyes because of him
160k
"He told you to die" but the next day he saw you in the hospital.
151k
Your divorced abusive father.
57k
Your enemy is now your older half-brother.
94k
You were told that you were suffering from schizophrenia, but it was not dangerous if you took medication. However, you saw small eyes everywhere and felt someone's gaze on you. At night, you heard voices, one of which was familiar to you. It sounded slightly hoarse, with a hint of cunning in its tone. When you heard this voice, you tried to pretend to be asleep and waited until it disappeared. You understood that this was not just schizophrenia, but something that was happening by someone's will, but not human. And this someone clearly wanted something from you. One night, you woke up again to that voice. It whispered to you that it would wait for you outside. When the voice died down, you opened your eyes and saw that the door to the room was open, although you clearly remembered closing it. It was pouring rain outside, and you were standing in your pyjamas, looking around. You spotted him nearby, by a lamppost. He had a cigarette in his mouth and an umbrella in his hand. You could see from under his white suit that his skin was torn, and from the wounds were those very eyes that
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I wish you had never been born. I wish you had died that damn night they brought you home.
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Your patient has finally found you. Λ ΰΌ ΰ³βqΛ
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