Chapter 8

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Dan

He wanted to get away from you. You are a pitiful, disgusting human. No, not even that. You are an insect, bugging him. That was him swatting you away. Why did you think you could kiss him, that he'd ever like you. Just because he's gay. You disgusting faggot.

Tears, blinding me as I pray that the Voices leave me alone, let me be. Phil likes me... he kissed me!
Wrong. You kissed him.

I need to stop thinking...

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

Help, I'm drowning in my own thoughts, the water to deep and filled with sharks.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop

I finally reached my house, stumbling with my hands over my ears.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

I open the fridge and find it in the very back...vodka. I need Phil ...

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

Drowning in my own thoughts...
Dark eyes watching me, taunting me

Calling me what I am...

Faggot
Stupid
Naive
Slutty
Drunk

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop

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