This. This is the story of- The bulimic bitch. This. This is the story of- The alcoholic asshole. This. This is the story of two people who couldn't be more right for each other in all the wrong ways. This. This is the story of two people that found out the hard way- That love- Destroys. --------------------------------- So I'm not great at writing descriptions, but this is only my second fic! I'm going to try and update as much as I can, and I hope you all give my fic a chance, as I'm going to work really hard to make it great and something that you'll love! STAY FABULOUS ---Fabbyulous1

'Alright ladies and gentleman, this is a robbery and if you want to make it out alive I suggest you get against that wall right fucking now!' ~~~ I've got ADHD, problems socializing AND anger issues. Why did I have to get caught up in this? I was supposed to be giving my friend her cup of coffee then going to a day at my college campus. I'm meant to be a doctor, not a hostage. I'm meant to fall in love, have kids, a career, all that stuff. I wanted to believe that there was someone for everyone but in a planet, in this town with so many people what was the changes you actually meet that person? One in a million.

Yøu're not aløne. Y ESY OUA RE Yøu are løved. NOY OUR ENOT. Never give up. GI V EU P. Yøu're strønger than him. Tyler Jøseph was at war. He was always fighting his øwn insecurities, by whøm he named B L U R R Y F A C E. He later meets Josh, a guy who understands him, and knows what it's like to feel rejected and worthless. He finds out that after all, He's never really alone. No one is. |-/ Dedicated to you. A/N: This does not just revolve around the subject of blurryface, it also includes an eventful storyline. Blurryface simply interferes and influences the story. -------- -------- -------- -------- :\\DISCLAIMER//: This is fiction. The people the characters are based on may be or act completely differently in real life. I've just merely altered their characteristics to cater my precise needs for the storyline. WARNING: Some sensitive content/ topics. ::::..............::::::: ::::............. :::::....::::::::.. Stay Alive. Not just today, but tomorrow too. |-/ ::::::...............:::::::::::::::: ............::::::::::::

"Courtney, what do you fear? Do you have any fears?" "Dementophobia." "What does that mean?" "The fear of going insane." {ONCE WAS #207 IN FANFICTION}

Caroline finally gets the chance to start her new job as a young psychologist for the sick and demented. She begins with a young man who goes by "Ticci Toby" who is locked up for his mental health and his sickening hobby of killing. After her meeting with him, it isn't long when she finds out that he escaped his cell and manage trapped her and the rest of the sane for play time. With little time she has, Caroline must escape the asylum alive or become Toby's new play toy. Art belongs to DeviantArt User: Amne-chan ***Editing when finished*** DO NOT STEAL ANY IDEAS FROM THIS STORY WITHOUT PERMISSION