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Multiple Personality Disorder
(Noun)
-a rare dissociative disorder in which two or more personalities with distinct memories and behavior patterns apparently exist in one individual-
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❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎ "Please do this, for me." Whispered the red-haired boy while holding my hand. I looked away not wanting to be in this hospital room anymore. "I don't know if I can, Mikey." I whispered back. "I-it's not that simple." Michael looked down at our entwined hands. "Please, try." The sadness in his voice was clear. Why does he care so much about me? I'm not special. I'm a waste of space. ---- *WARNING* +If you are triggered by self harm and depression, please don't read this book. +Lashton shipping is involved(Ashton and Luke) +Punk 5sos +SLOW UPDATES
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❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎ "Please do this, for me." Whispered the red-haired boy while holding my hand. I looked away not wanting to be in this hospital room anymore. "I don't know if I can, Mikey." I whispered back. "I-it's not that simple." Michael looked down at our entwined hands. "Please, try." The sadness in his voice was clear. Why does he care so much about me? I'm not special. I'm a waste of space. ---- *WARNING* +If you are triggered by self harm and depression, please don't read this book. +Lashton shipping is involved(Ashton and Luke) +Punk 5sos +SLOW UPDATES
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