❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx

schiz·o·phre·ni·a noun 1. a long-term mental disorder of a type involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion, and behavior, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmentation. bi·po·lar adjective 1. having or relating to two poles or extremities. 2. (of psychiatric illness) characterized by both manic and depressive episodes, or manic ones only. These are both illnesses I've dealt with my entire adult life, I followed my father's dream of becoming a psychologist since he died before he graduated college. He was so obsessed with it, so passionate about it and all I wanted to do was make him proud. After graduating top of my class my mum and I moved to Seattle Washington where I got a job at an institute for mental health. There was this girl, she wasn't my patient so I knew very little about her aside from the fact that she was strikingly beautiful. She only had female nurses and doctors, they kept her away from any male patients and I could tell some of the male staff members were fearful of her. What could this stunning young woman have done for them to be so fearful? Why doesn't she speak? One day I went back to work and she was no longer a patient. When I had asked they said her mother had checked her out. As much as I tried, she was never far from my mind. Was she alright? Were her parents caring for her properly? I just couldn't get her out of my head, it was her eyes maybe. They were pale blue almost silver, they were the most exquisite set of eyes I'd ever seen but there was something behind them. Something dark and dangerous...... Something haunted.