Psychotic Paranoia

Psychotic Paranoia

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"Why do you never smile?"she asked him, curiosity evident through her facial expressions. "I don't have a reason to, my life is a living hell equipped with my very own demons created from my depression, sadness, paranoia, angriness and loneliness. I don't feel any emotions anymore because I don't deserve to. I've made mistakes, yet I regret none of them." He responded, not taking a glance at the therapist that was uncomfortably close to him now. He just continued looking at the hospital wall in front of the supposedly psychotic boy. ~~~~~~~~ Slow updates, typos Warning: violence and references to murder, torture
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They say love is meant to set you free. it is a fairy tale a dream But what if it traps you instead? he wasn't supposed to be in my life. He wasn't supposed to know my fears, my pain... or the danger I walked into. But he did. Now, those who tried to hurt me are the ones begging for mercy. And Him? He just smiles and says, "You're mine, now. No one can hurt you-just tell me, and I'll take care of it." I should run. I should be scared. But instead, I feel safe in the arms of the boy who is a pshyco, who killed people for me, who shouldn't have found me. This isn't love. This is obsession. And yet... I don't want to escape Love isn't supposed to be this intense, this dangerous. But with him, I feel safe. And trapped. So tell me... is this love? Or a beautiful curse?.

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