4/10/04
Mr. Marco told me I've been getting worse, not better. He told me that he thought i should start to take medication for this.
I told him I don't like medication, and he said it'd stop my head aches and my always being emotionally exhausted.
The brown eyed boy takes medication. I see them bring it to him every morning.
I told Mr. Marco okay.
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Mental Heath; Phan
FanfictionPhil writes journal entries of his time spent in the mental hospital. He's captivated by the brown eyed boy whos room is just across the hall. *Trigger warning* ((if you need to know more details about then triggers the message me))
