the honey blonde Jamie dude, sat on the edge of my bed and stared deep into my soul the other day.
i didn't ask for any answers. of why he did what he did. because i got the feeling that he wouldn't be kind enough to answer me.
the nurse came to check on us. she smiled, her big mouth extending to cover her whole face. everything was normal.
the only thing that wasn't, was me.
i didn't know him. but i was certain he knew me. was it from school? was it from the drugstore? was it from the pharmacy?
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Memoir Of An Insane
Kısa HikayeKayla is the definition of messed up. After the traumatic events in her life, she is admitted in a mental facility, where she begins writing a diary. There, she writes down her thoughts, emotions and life. ;contains diary entries, texts, events, p...
