"I- I swear I was framed, I don't belong here, I-" were the last words I got out before the nurses muzzled me... Mere moments before they started the daily treatment, set to double duration as a special treat for my first day of many
"Isn't it nice? When you're in their hands, and they choose to stay. [...] When you close your eyes, "someone" with no face, no voice, the soulless personification of who you crave, might make you finally feel wanted." - Sketchy art by me [Kinda ki
