I draw sketches in my art book and I open the wooden case next to me, normally containing my coloring items. I grab into the box and nothing. "I had a crappy day and this happens? THIS HAPPENS?" I feel myself get overly angry as I stand up from the chair. "Halo, calm down- I DON'T CARE HAILEN! LOOK AT WHAT WE ARE DEALING WITH HERE!" I walk over to the mirror and see my eyes are staring to turn a pink shade, and I sigh. "Tech?" A cooling feeling trails up the side of my neck and onto my cheek, I see now why I always have to keep in one personality at all times in public, I look like I just escaped a testing lab. "Calm down ok? I'll hack into the brain memory mainframe and remove the corrupted data- ok tech, we get it." I yank my head to one side and groan. "First of all, I'm going insane, second of all, use normal words please." I look into the mirror again, my one eye is more of a ice blue and one is silver. "I wish I could just stop this. YOU TWO DON'T FIGHT!" I can hear my personalities going at it inside my mind and I dig through my drawers. "Hey halo- WHAT? I found the colors." They suddenly shut up and I sit down and continue my doodles.
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PoetryThis is what I have to go through every day. It's kind of fun actually :3 it does get annoying some times... And I added some tweaks and twerks around making it more fun. Ich lebe dich <3