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    ❝ Psychopaths are not crazy ... ❞



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    ❝ ... they're fully aware of what they do and the consequences of those actions. ❞
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    [size=13pt][font=georgia] DR. ANTHONY LECTER

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    ❝ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴜsᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ. ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ❞

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    A man dressed in a grey tailored suit, with a fancy tie to match, leaned against the hard wall of his office, waiting for his first patient to arrive today. He was looking out the window, his brown chocolate eyes watching as a faint breeze blew through the bright orange and red leaves on the trees outside of his office. The doctor glanced down at the patient's files in his hand and scanned through the papers quickly, a small smirk forming on his face. Anthony could tell already he was going to like this new one.
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    okkie dokkie! im done cx <3


    and you don't have to delete, it doesnt matter to me

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    Catherine Johnson


    [justify] I bit my lip gently, making my way through the psychiatric office, the hallways stretching to infinity and beyond, making my skin crawl. It looked like everyone was laughing at me, but maybe it was my sickness again? I was used to seeing things that never were actually there. I was used to talking to the people that haunted me, coming from nowhere really. I could sometimes see through them, but never touch them. It was truly scary, or getting so. They were growing violent. All my other doctors told me to ignore them, to stop imagining them, like it was easy! Growling under me breath, I clenched my fists, relaxing after a few more seconds. Looking around, I spotted what looked like a doctor, assuming it was my own, I walked over. The room was right, so this must have been my doctor. For a second I made the mistake of thinking of him as of the ghostly figures, but quickly dismissed that thought. "H-Hello. I'm Catherine, here for an appointment?" I mumbled.[/justify]