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W trakcie, Pierwotnie opublikowano wrz 19, 2014
" I dont suffer from insanity, i enjoy it "

iNSaNITY 
Like floating on air
No... Please stop not again.i cant hold on anymore
PYSCHoPaTHY
A carefree life
Just make it go away.
iNSaNITY
An illusion that cant end
It wont ever be over
CaPTiViTY
Unable to run away
Please save me
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Serenity Iri , 18 years of age , held in a mental asylum for most of her life for being guilty of 'murdering her own mother and father' the case has been filed and she was proven guilty and placed into the asylum at age 10 

Zander Abbodon , 20 years of age , held in a mental asylum for 5 years of his life for  Schizoaffective disorder
and placed into the asylum at age 15
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 People say love can either save you or break you. Well now you have to make a choice.
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3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }
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