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the doctor said its getting worse.

the schizophrenia is getting worse.

i gave into the voices.

therefore it's getting much worse.

he prescribed me with more pills.

the side effects being:

depression
anxiety
suicidal thoughts and actions
excessive or lack of sleeping
loss of appetite
sudden outbursts of anger

just fucking peachy.

i sigh, waiting in the rain for
callum to pick me up.

soon, the tall lanky boy's car comes into view.

i climb in, not a word being said.

"how'd it go?" he dares to ask.

"more pills." is all i mutter.

"are you sure you don't
want to stay at mine?" he questions,
though it seems as though he wants
me to stay at his.

i never will.

he is abusive and mad in the head.

i guess being mad makes one of us.

i shake my head, and he shrugs.

"i still love you vik." he mutters,
his cold hand overlapping mine.

i pull it away.

"i'm sure you do, after you
fucked those guys." i snort,
before silence overcomes us once again.