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1 month ago · · Mental Illness,
They’re very close to me. Very, very close. They are always there. Always watching. They are very clingy, never leaving me alone.
Ana sings sweetly, but when I listen to the lyrics, her words are like poison. “One more pound, just one more. Soon they’ll love you, wait and see. But only when you’re thin as can be.”
Cat inspires most of my paintings. Red is my favorite color to paint with. The paintbrush is very sharp and clean. The red paint trickles down the canvas, and it’s so very satisfying. I cry, because of how disturbing it looks for the pure white paper to be blemished like that, but Cat eggs me one. “Just one more swipe, just one more. Soon they’ll love you, wait and see. But only when you’re cut as can be.”
Deb, I think is a kleptomaniac. I had a bright yellow umbrella, walking through the streets. It was raining heavily. I was shielding myself from the pelting water, and winds. But then Deb stole the umbrella straight from my hands, tossing it aside. I watched it get stomped over by muddy boots, and Deb pushed me along. I got sopping wet, and I was chilled to the bone. I was no longer excited for the day. “Just one more raindrop, just one more. Soon they’ll love you, wait and see. But only when you’re numb as can be.”
Addie. Addie distracts me and always misplaces my things. Once I let Addie borrow my class scissors, and then I later found them in my pantry. Addie teases me and taunts me all the time. Addie steals my pens and pencils, hiding them in obscure places. Addie talks into my ear all the time, keeping my attention away from what I should be looking at. “Just one more annoyance, just one more. Soon they’ll love you, wait and see. But only when you’re focused as can be.”
Sue is a strange person. I always get gifted strange weapons and devices from Sue. Knives, ropes, lighters. Even a toaster once. They seem to appear randomly. Like how the toaster came when I was sitting, having a relaxing bath. They always come with a blank piece of paper and a pen. It’s odd, but this has gotten into my head. Sue doesn’t like leaving me alone.
“Just one more death, just one more. Soon you’ll see the victims, wait and see. You didn’t see our plan, clear as can be.”
My best friends. They are very, very close to me.