OCD// a.g - t.a

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March 24

i carry around a constant darkness, i feel i won't ever be able to get rid of. tate was my anchor, and without him the pain is brought back full force one hundred times worse.

i still think about all of the inside jokes we shared, his laugh and the way his eyes would crinkle at the sides when he smiled. that smile i won't ever get to see again.

i am so good at pretending, my mom always said I should be an actor when i was little, i don't think she ment it like this though. i have been acting better, i have been creating a false reality when the doctors are around.

i convinced them i was better, and they believe me. there is only one way to fix this, so i can be happy. pills, therapy, and one on one sessions with doctors can't fix me, tate can and i know exactly what i need to do in order to be with tate again. once i get out thats exactly what i will do.

[A/N it means so much too me! Over 600 reads thank you all so much! I know this chapter is short, and I'm sad to announce that this book will be ending very soon. :( I don't want it to end, but that's just how the story line goes, love you all! There might be like 5-7 more chapters. 700 reads for next chapter, come on I know we can do it, also if you've read this far comment where you live I wanna know where my readers live! I'm in Texas, have a good day and sorry for the long annoying authors note.]