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- Cheryl M.
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"I S E V E R Y P E R S O N
H E R E A M E N T A L C A S E ?" 22 y/o writer

【Written by 𝗨𝗿𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗦𝗹𝟰𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿.】
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October 21, 2024 at 2:54 AM
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"𝙼𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢!"

🌻𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗/𝙰𝚄 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚕🌻

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October 20, 2024 at 10:41 PM
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"They keep cutting me down. But I'm one stubborn motherfucker."

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May 3, 2025 at 9:46 PM
"I wonder what dad would be doing if he was still around.."
May 4, 2025 at 9:24 PM
"Yeah... he was.
He's sadly not around anymore.."

She'd murmur out silently — forcing a soft smile before chuckling.

"You should!
It is quite a beautiful place."
May 2, 2025 at 7:30 PM
"California?
I myself grew up back in Portland during my early years — after that i moved here with my dad. Stayed here.."

A soft smile.
May 2, 2025 at 7:19 PM
A silent snicker — rolling her eyes.

"Tell me about it,
Either they'll use it against you or merely wish to listen so they'd have another story to tell."

Eventually getting up herself before shrugging.
"I guess it's nice to meet you too, you're... not from around here... are you?"
May 2, 2025 at 7:15 PM
A surprised look came on her face — quickly covering it up with a smug one.

"Now, i weren't the one that needed to be heard, now was i?"
She'd grin — placing her hands on her hips in a sassy pose.
May 2, 2025 at 7:09 PM
The mention of a family made her heart clench in a bittersweet nostalgia of her own father — though shaking it off despite her slight jealousy.

"Rosemary..?
That's.. a beautiful name... i'm certain you wouldn't let anything happen to her anyway.."

A soft smile settled upon her face.
May 2, 2025 at 7:05 PM
She'd frown a little — nodding.

"Sounds... awful...
Well, i'm glad the two of you made it out in that case."
May 2, 2025 at 7:00 PM
She'd glance towards him,
"Cheryl... Cheryl Mason.."

Introducing herself in return with a feeble bob of her head — eventually furrowing her brows.

"Not quite..
I don't get out that much lately anymore for personal reasons..

Why?
Did something... happen...?"
May 2, 2025 at 6:52 PM
A feeble shrug came from her as she were to take a seat besides him.

"I know how that feels.."
May 2, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Uncomfortably glancing towards — Cheryl was rather awkward around emotional people.

Nonetheless she stepped forwards.
"Hey..? I—... are you okay..?"
May 2, 2025 at 6:45 PM
That thing is back..?
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May 2, 2025 at 6:43 PM
"I had another nightmare...

That thing they called 'God' was calling me forth again.. Mo–... Dahlia.. and Claudia were there too for some reason.."
May 2, 2025 at 4:27 PM
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𝑴𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍 𝑴𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍 𝑴𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝑽𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔

𝑩𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑴𝑺

𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆

𝑳𝒆𝒘𝒅/𝒏𝒐𝒏.

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November 17, 2024 at 5:19 AM
< Traumatized
May 1, 2025 at 9:15 PM
The gutteral sound caught her attention once again — visibly tensing.

That's it,
She's leaving! Nope, nope, nope—!
Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.

All that is now known is the fucking shrilled gutteral sound the creature made when a cop tazed it.
. . .
No, not again —

Or...!
Or maybe she's just seeing things?
Immediately averting her gaze away from the window.

Calm down, Cheryl...
He ain't real — it's okay..
May 1, 2025 at 9:05 PM
. . .
No, not again —

Or...!
Or maybe she's just seeing things?
Immediately averting her gaze away from the window.

Calm down, Cheryl...
He ain't real — it's okay..
. . .
Is that a naked grey man shoving sticks in his mouth outside?
Sigh — propping up her elbow onto the table in order to rest her chin within her palm.

Glancing outside of the window of the tiny diner she was visitting.
May 1, 2025 at 9:03 PM
Sigh — propping up her elbow onto the table in order to rest her chin within her palm.

Glancing outside of the window of the tiny diner she was visitting.
May 1, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Ever since her father died she decided to pick up writing herself — something her father always did.

Tucking some of her bleached hair behind her ear.
May 1, 2025 at 8:46 PM