Bloody Voices ( On Hold)
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The voices. They're in my head. They whisper thoughts into my brain. I think they want me to help them. Im determined to find out why. The thing is, I can only do this myself.Unless I find someone who believes me. Everyone thinks Im crazy. Im not crazy. Do you think Im crazy?
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