I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed. Get along with the voices inside of my head. You trying to save me, stop holding your breath. #DPG
Four padded walls.
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= the uglies. But not me. I was all American. I saw how @HushedParadox's eyes lingered.]]
= I knew how this face affected those around me. The nurses and doctors here were used to those crazies with a case of = @HushedParadox
Handsome? [[Smirks @HushedParadox as I watched the blush spread over her cheeks from my earlier compliment. I may have been crazy, but =
= the warmth again. Watch it's destruction. But it's not like they gave me anything worth burning...]] You're really pretty, @HushedParadox
= started working out ways to make the fire spread. It'd be difficult... didn't mean I wouldn't try. I wanted to feel = @HushedParadox
= thank you just the same... [[I didn't want to tell @HushedParadox that this was more than a bad idea. It was terrible. Because my mind =
[[I gestured to the room around me and looked back @HushedParadox with a deadpanned look on my face.]] This easier? That's funny. But =
= me. A chance to breathe again. But.. @HushedParadox was going to get herself in trouble. I frowned while I took a step closer. Not much =
= perfect. A slow smile moved over my lips while I held the matches in a tight fist. @HushedParadox didn't know what she'd just offered =
= That voice. I knew @HushedParadox was beautiful just from that... but seeing her completely... something else entirely. She was =
[[I catch what @HushedParadox threw easily and look down at the gift in my hands. I blinked a few times before looking back up at her. =
= enough to be my psychiatrist. And we'd already had group... I stood taller as I watched the door open and in walked a young girl. =
= ran along the crack that ran over my wall. Jumping when I heard keys slip into my room's door. I looked to the window, the sun wasn't low=
= always told me I was a creative boy... I blinked twice as I tried to rid my thoughts of that woman. I bit down on my lip as my finger =
= all you do is stare at four walls, it can drive any person mad. I used to write. Songs. Stories. Everything I could think of. My mother =
= @HushedParadox wasn't... I scribbled with a finger on the walls as I stood in my corner. I didn't used to think I was crazy. But when =
[[The few weeks since I'd first heard @HushedParadox's voice were... better. Not good. Just better. For so many reasons. But still... =
|| youtube.com/watch?v=hT_nvWre… Lately I been losing sleep, dreaming about the things that we could be. @HushedParadox