my demons and me
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"i'm not insane, i just have friends in my brain."
welcome to lakewood insane asylum and mental care center
patient 1064 : Melody "Mel" Faith Summer
hair: brown
eyes: hazel
height: 4' 11"
weight: 82
age: 17
reason of entry: suicidal thoughts/actions, nightmares, anger outbursts
diagnosis: bipolar depression, schizophrenia, sociopathic tendencies
entry date: november 18, 2018
release date: n/a-
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