Just staring, more staring, more hate...There's surely an exit to this...feeling, right? A external dread of being trapped in a voice of death hell, being a monster all the time, matt was going insane, no sleep, no eating, no drinking, "surely, I wouldn't try to jump or anything worse, right? I wouldn't be hated for it, right? I WOULDN'T BE HATED, RIGHT?!--" Tom walked in Tom: "What the hell is all this yelling?!-" He realised what was happening with him as soon as he hid his hand
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