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Sometimes, I pin-point things. I break them down single handedly causing no disruption to your lack of observation. This interrupts some significant social dysfunctions that manifests me daily. Remorse for things, what things, I have no things. I have pieces of bizarre delusions in which I feel I need at the time. I don’t need these things. They already exist in here. Burn them. They’re already all around me. Taunting, specifying, predicting my next move, next thought. Aroused brain assumptions. Your still there. Not noticing. I need my medicine. Medication. Things. Pill is a noun. Noun- Person, Place, or Thing. Never mind that disorganized thought, I don’t need them anyway.
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Jun 6, 2010
Jun 6, 2010 at 4:32 PM UTC
Psychiatrist
Sometimes, I pin-point things. I break them down single handedly causing no disruption to your lack of observation. This interrupts some significant social dysfunctions that manifests me daily. Remorse for things, what things, I have no things. I have pieces of bizarre delusions in which I feel I need at the time. I don’t need these things. They already exist in here. Burn them. They’re already all around me. Taunting, specifying, predicting my next move, next thought. Aroused brain assumptions. Your still there. Not noticing. I need my medicine. Medication. Things. Pill is a noun. Noun- Person, Place, or Thing. Never mind that disorganized thought, I don’t need them anyway.
39 different medications in an 18 year stretch. I'm through.
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Jun 6, 2010
Jun 6, 2010 at 4:32 PM UTC
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