24 parts Complete Mature[completed]
48 and Black. They tell me what to do. They hurt me.
Blue and 15; my friends. They tell me I look pretty, that everything will be okay. They're there for me through the good and the bad.
To you, these are just a bunch of random colors and numbers. To me, these are my friends. My enemies. My voices.
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A (horribly written) story about a boy with paranoid schizophrenia who just might have found true love.
this story is poorly written and has an 80% chance of being incorrect i'm sorry i was a terrible writter so yeah
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