Daisy
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"I love you"
"No you don't Daisy, you just think you do"
"Why do you always have to say that? Yes I do!"
"Daisy you can't"
"Okay, want to hear a story?"
"Of course I do, doll"
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Daisy is a pathological liar residing at Streamwood Mental Hospital. Her favorite caretaker is a man named Harry. She tells him stories she knows he doesn't believe, but loves that he pretends to (even though he isn't supposed to). Daisy has been in love with Harry for as long as she's been at Streamwood. Harry has always cared about Daisy more than he should. How long can he pretend that, thats okay?
WARNING: There will probably be sensitive topics mentioned, including mental illness and self injuries and/or mention of self injury (I won't be super detailed though just enough to make the events clear and it will be rare occasions) I try to make a warning at the beginning of chapters including these.
3 January 2017
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