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Athena:

Bitch how hard is it to stay quiet, literally this lady goes on and on about how much progress I need to make and what medication I need. The only way i was able to shut her up, well to get her to stop taking was putting a fork in her hand.

That wasn't the smartest idea because now I'm in solitaire or how I like to call it, heaven. No serious. You can do whatever you want and not have to interact with people.

I can just sit at my desk and draw, doodle or plan how to masicur hundreds of people with one singular bomb.

Psycho

Dont judge consy we are just being creative, it's not like we are getting out of here on good behaviour.

Like seriously these people or whatever you wanna call these creeps need to mind their own business and stop trying to fix mine. I have a great mental health.

Liar liar pants on fire

Oh shut up. I like my psychotic thoughts but i wish I could get rid of the nightmare. Just kick them out.

You better not kick me out bitch

Why the fuck would I kick you out your the one who gives me great ideas about how to get my fucken ass In trouble.
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Anyways so like we on a fucken plane flying to- I don't fucken know, about to meet my family that's weird family, family, family.

Family is a weird word because it can mean all sorts of things like a friend could he family without even being blood.

Anyways so since like when did I fucken have a father oh yeah right since the day I came out of his fucken dick. That's just so weird but one the bright side every one in the world has one at least one race in their life. Even people in wheelchairs because they bet like thousands of seaman to get to the egg and become alive.

After my exhausting little rant- not really I'm just bored or some shit I don't know anymore what my mind wants- I must have fallen asleep on the plane.

I invite the darkness into my never stop running mind and then I'm out like a light.

Or lamp prefurbly a baby lamp there so cute.

Shut up already!!

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So I have awoken from my little nap.

Ok maybe not little cause it was supposed to be like what, 13 or 14 hour flight and now we've landed crazy right, I mean I guess not really tho.

So now I'm being escorted through a fucken airport with thousands of people like are you trying to kill me, and if you are, I think not because I will quite happily take your head and shove it up your ass.

Ok no seriously I am never like this literally its just my stupid medication so umm yeah.

So now we sitting in a car with 3 body guards because apparently 'i can't be trusted' and some other shit that was like blah blah blahhhh.

I'm just minding my own Business here and Mr handing guard can keep his hand to him self, like bitch.

We are now pulling up to a police station. Great now I can report handsy for wanting to fuck me, pedofile I tell ya.

After we get out of the car we have to walk up some stair and then I'm escorted into a investigation room.

When I walk in it's like my whole world stops... Nahhhh bro the fuck that's so cringy and cliche.

But I do see my triplets, if I do say so myself I'm the better looking on obviously.

And there are like 3 other men staring at me like lost puppy's so I'm ya.

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It's a short chapter sorry.

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