Day 3

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Me- I need to go to bed.

Depression- Your not getting away that easy...

M- I'm tired...

D- get the fucking razor.

M- O-okay...

D- do it.

M- I did

D- again... again... more... Mmmmmm

M- no...

D- okay clean it.

M- I am.

D- ooohhhh the sting! More!

M- shut up already.

D- play on your phone...

M- no

D- trouble get in trouble.
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M- come on... notice the scars..

D- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA you think that? Cover it.

M- *sighs* I am...

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M- she's cute...

D- she'd never like a fag. Especially not an ugly one.

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M- I like her...

Red- awwwewe

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Crush- so red told me you liked me, do you?

M- umm n-no...

D- coward

Crush- oh... good, that would have been awkward.

D- I told you.... your ugly. she hates you. she's avoiding you....

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M- *cries*

D- I told you. Get the Razor.

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