Jules Unhinged. <<Completed>>
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(Karen O, THE KIDS: Food Is Still Hot).
"I begin to hyperventilate as my compulsion grows- Images of my hand driving the blade into his chest over and over. Unthinkable, unimaginable. But it happened."
An old one shot I did a couple years ago.
Trigger warning: abuse, psychiatric wards, intricate gore detail.
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