dear mom,
they gave me a piece of paper and a pen to write a letter to you.
such idiots.
don't they know how easy it is to cut with paper? to scratch ourselves with the spring of the ballpoint pen?
they don't make sense.
they set up all these rules, just to make them so breakable.
they pretend to know all about us.
but they dont. 'cause if they did. they would know that you're up in heaven.
that i can't send this to you.
you know i didn't do it right? you know im not crazy, right?
i know im not crazy. i know im not that guy, lucas? luka? luke?
he thrashes around every morning , not remembering the day before, only remembering his middle school years.
tragic, really. because he never remembers what's important.
because if you don't remember something, it basically never happened. like if you forget a conversation you had with your friend, its like it never happened.
wait, its my first 'appointment' with the docto I have to go.
with all my love and wishes of death,
cal
hannahxx
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Insane Asylum (Muke)
Fanfic"i don't need this place babe, 'cause i got you, my own personal insane asylum" muke personal insane asylum by fly away hero
