Driving the truck to Wal-Mart, it finally happened . I finally believed one of the voices, a visceral action.
We had a talk.
That "feeling" is fleeting on a drug like Zyprexa, which makes you apathetic.
Some would say I was saved from the clutches of more insanity, others would say it was just a realization of sorts.
for me, more "i don't know's."
for me, more mysteries. x. 9.
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