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¡her name is violet! shes super cool and is amazing at photography♡
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~Chair~

I’m stuck here.
The metal beneath me carves deep into my flesh
The lights above me assault my senses and render any thinking obsolete
The walls surrounding me warp and bend in sync with the distortion of my own mind
And I am stuck here.

Five weeks and five days, Forty days. Almost six weeks. In two days, it will be six weeks.
Three weeks since I have eaten. Two weeks and one day since I realized I did not need to.
One week and two days until it will end. That is what they told me, five weeks and five days ago.
I am waiting here.

And I am stuck here.

You’d expect the lights to flicker.
You’d expect the lightbulbs to need changing.
You’d expect some kind of maintenance work to be done
After being in here for five weeks and five days,

Forty days

But that’s what you expect, not what I expect.
Not anymore.
You lose sight of expectation and logic when you’re stuck here.
In a place like this.
Forty days. Five weeks and five days. I am stuck here. I have been stuck here.

And I will be stuck here until they decide to kill me, out of boredom. Not mercy.
They don’t have mercy.
If they did,
I wouldn’t be stuck here.