I've heard "You're fucked up" so many times that I believe it now. I'm a fucking psycho because I have a mental illness. Because I can't control my emotions. I'm so messed up, and it's not funny. I'm disowned by my own parents, funny how shit works. I have this narcotic obsession with my ex, who dropped me because she didn't want to ruin her image, but you never stop loving the person you said you would live and die for.
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Trigger warning.
Michael Clifford fanfiction.
ALSO, mild use of obscene language (lies) and low sexual content.
Feeling some kind of way because of this.
