DELUSIONS
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I thought my life was perfect and I had it all figured out. Something happened and now I'm stuck in therapy with Dr. Lee. But I don't need therapy I'm ok, at least that's what the voices have told me...
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*I keep having this dream
where i love someone and they love me
It felt so real, it felt so real that my heart breaks
every single morning.*
- Abbey Glover
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