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I refused to sit on that filthy toilet, how disgusting. Lately, I've been living that beautiful saying: "Nothing is so bad that it can't get worse." That's how I felt. I took a deep breath, trying to find a way to maintain my mental sanity in that place, but my mind was already disconnected from the rest of my body.

Quinn winks and the girls laugh. I roll my eyes, "I don't know what obsession you guys have with me and him, sure he's hot but he's such a piece of shit I would rather die" "Babe, hate sex is the best type of sex. What do you have to lose? You guys already can't stand each other so I doubt things could get even worse or awkward. Get all that hatred for each other out once and for all and just have fun" Caro sips on her wine.

"Be gentle, every heart hides many wounds that never bleed" ~ Unknown I've never wanted to kill myself as much as I want to now, in this moment. 1 hour with this crazy woman has made me reach my limits of sanity, I can't bare with her anymore, my head will soon explode. She's just... Ahhhh! She's crazy, that is all I have to say.

he stammered. I chuckled softly, a sound devoid of warmth. “Insane? No, Richard, that's a word too little to describe me. I’m just very, very psychotic, a maniacal deranged bi.tch. I've gone whacko, and I'm gonna show you just how sick I am. You’ve made a grave mistake, and now, you’ll pay the price. Your end is near, and it will be slow, it will be painful, and it will be at my hands.”

Mirana uttered gazing into her eyes. "Don't think what others are going to say and think, Ness because these same exact others had hurted and broken Inessa Elvira Suarez to her extend but I can guarantee you that nobody is ever going to be capable of breaking or hurting Inessa Sinister Rodriguez because this time, she is not alone anymore, " Inessa swallowed hardly hearing her each and every word. "Remember you used to say, it's better to be an insane than to opt for the fakeness of sanity so be an insane because you have never gotten anything except by being sane so be an insane for yourself, be an insane for your happiness, be an insane for him, "

CHAPTER 89 SANTIAGO They say when madness is never just the state of one psychological state, it is the state of the heart as well. At this moment I wasn't even disputing the fact that I was totally insane. I was insane about everything, I was insane at the speed or was going at and I couldn't even stop it — I was insane about life, love and my lust. Everything looked like it was stuck in one part of my brain and I had to deal with it.

Each failed attempt had escalated my anxiety, my heart racing with every passing minute. I'm not insane. I'm not fucking insane. That was the mantra I'd been repeating since I left home, the words echoing in my mind like a desperate prayer. I'd chanted them to myself like a lifeline, clinging to sanity as the world around me spiraled out of control. But as the hours ticked by, the words began to lose their potency. The silence was suffocating, and the darkness closing in around me was starting to seep into my soul.

I just gotta talk, you know. Talking is different from annoying! Can't you be normal!' Define normal? You getting killed because you couldn't control your mouth. He loves me, he's the flavor of my cookie, he will never hurt me. Oh, really? Then why are you running? I'm making sure that theory is a hundred percent, you know, for safety reasons. You know, we are crazy, but you are a psycho. We are the same, we are both insane. So says the girl arguing with her subconscious.

No the aggressive side of his mind did. "I was helpless. I am helpless. I can't control him. He comes whenever he wants. There are extremely rare moments when I used to control him but the second we came to this city he just isn't ready to let me control him again. That side of mine is insane and powerful and I can't do anything for my sanity to win against him."

“Did they hurt you?” Vincent was already nodding before Isaac even completed his question. “I-I'm not crazy. Don't believe anything they tell you. I hate crazy people and Dad knows, he knows, and that's why he brought me here. I can hear them scream and laugh even when I close my ears. I-it is so fucking annoying! But I'm not crazy.” He held Isaac's hand, his eyes begging for belief. The director moved closer to Isaac and whispered audibly in his ears. “He's psychotic. He says he hears sounds even when he's alone.”